Our friend agape
When tempests whisper lies to me and only rabbits tell the time digested is Apollo’s crime as long as Charon get’s his fee Then even ISIS can’t escape the duldroms […]
When tempests whisper lies to me and only rabbits tell the time digested is Apollo’s crime as long as Charon get’s his fee Then even ISIS can’t escape the duldroms […]
on thirteenth floor the thirteenth day a mirror breaks from edge to edge when elevators all are stuck your smoke-filled stairs turn me to stone my room is filled with […]
pigeons salute the dawn insomnia Linked to Carpe Diem — June 12, 2014
Our dashboard Jesus cackle vividly unscrewing bottled geyser-tears champagne as B2 bombers cry shamefacedly we burn the angel’s wings in peace campaigns bereft of dignity the horse-faced man release ignition […]
hand-fan coolness sweltering summer relief sweat stains on her dress Linked to Carpe Diem — June 11, 2014
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