feet afloat and singed
dreaded-daylight-stranded wall-smothered, s u f f o c a t e d confined concrete mouse-discrete — a-coffined before belonged to night released in glass and glass ————– and glass drinking […]
dreaded-daylight-stranded wall-smothered, s u f f o c a t e d confined concrete mouse-discrete — a-coffined before belonged to night released in glass and glass ————– and glass drinking […]
I was proud, I was tall, as I woke up at noon I had conquered and won, on my costume the gold of awards I’ve deserved for just being an […]
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“The door to the closet stood ajar and she opened it wide to look inside. On the wooden rod suspended between the inner walls, a handful…
Distinct — his song was laced with soil, a whiff of corpse; a destiny: his magnetism of tapered fingers, priestlike porcelain skin. She left her bed, and by the moonlit […]
Your tone’s a knife — carving ink-blot syllables, rust-and-oil-despicable, you’re hurling gazes laced with deep contempt, with thistle words and soot I’m suffocated, I am a stranded fish. We pick […]
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Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
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chronicling my quarter life crisis