Prison of my dreams
‘We live as we dream. Alone’ (Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness) suddenly awake – I raise the draw-bridge and feed the alligators in my moat defend myself with razor-wire sentences […]
‘We live as we dream. Alone’ (Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness) suddenly awake – I raise the draw-bridge and feed the alligators in my moat defend myself with razor-wire sentences […]
she’s like a rainbow in the night like starlight slipping through my hands her laughter’s always burning bright she’s like a rainbow in the night how can I ever be […]
I could not come up with a good idea to make a contuing story in Visdare this time, so instead I offer you a Villanelle, which I think is a […]
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