Shoelaced
Working from home new habits are forming; walking or running in the morning we are often passing the nearby elementary school. I see the teacher coming early, sometimes I can […]
Working from home new habits are forming; walking or running in the morning we are often passing the nearby elementary school. I see the teacher coming early, sometimes I can […]
My darling you came closer, puzzled mein ambergris and sandalwood,nudged me darkly with your scent anddyed me crimson in your scarlet wordsyou were the lighthouse. sending meoarless far at sea, […]
While we make plansfor where to gonext springor when to visit friends,we plan for birthdays,marriage,planto live while in betweeneach heartbeat dwellsin darkness — death,an interlude of indecisionto go on or […]
My mistress, cat o’ nine tailsfox-eyed luscious, liver lover. Her nine-tail lure, tales are tellingof falling men insane with lust I try to catch her shadow changedkitten-woman, flail and fox. […]
he lives by the steelby the blood and the bladeby the sword and the scytheby the edge of the axeby the breaking of boneshe lives by the steel he thrives […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis