Carnal Cravings
Come closer darling let me tickle you in carnal cravings, let’s boil in bliss of burning blood, let’s be closer, boiling, captured skin on skin let’s fall into the sweetness […]
Come closer darling let me tickle you in carnal cravings, let’s boil in bliss of burning blood, let’s be closer, boiling, captured skin on skin let’s fall into the sweetness […]
We raised our marble pillars in honor of our greed, and lacking guilt, we gilded them with grace we turned them into idols we wrote heroic hymns to honor us; […]
My syllables are soldiers, straight and tethered tightly into words of thoughtfulness commanding fates. I weave from sentences my sword my shining armor and the veils that hide the chaos […]
Dreadful is the night this lack of light this night of corpses my wish to die that growls into a voice of flesh and bones into a grim perplexing laughter […]
We were like leaves still green but waiting for September frost to drain the sap from veins and boil our blood before we blushed and fell. It is the frost, […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly