Unfortunately not like every day
Sweet moon dancer and the meal creator Our garden’s friend, and diamond bearer, lullaby singer honey whisperer Our decision maker and unpaid laborer. The butterfly charmer and home’s defender. Today […]
Sweet moon dancer and the meal creator Our garden’s friend, and diamond bearer, lullaby singer honey whisperer Our decision maker and unpaid laborer. The butterfly charmer and home’s defender. Today […]
See ashen landscape from your fingers with V8 engines underneath you crush the earthworms, hear the ringers! for a withered graveyard wreath. you ride suburban fiery dragons the machines of […]
The Two Frogs Once upon a time in the country of Japan there lived two frogs, one of whom made his home in a ditch near the town of Osaka, […]
This is a world where only in the shadows there is light, where only in the darkness you can see the beacons guiding us towards a future where dawn can […]
Sometimes I can still feel the acrid smell of burning flesh, and see the flames of God’s terrible wrath. I saw what happened on the day of desolation and heard […]
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