Safe with me?
It’s cold tonight, the moonlight’s cruelwhile hoarfrost tingle stars are brightin graveyard’s shadows lurk the ghoulsto maim and murder when time’s right.So maiden dear, don’t be a fool;the moonlight’s cruel, […]
It’s cold tonight, the moonlight’s cruelwhile hoarfrost tingle stars are brightin graveyard’s shadows lurk the ghoulsto maim and murder when time’s right.So maiden dear, don’t be a fool;the moonlight’s cruel, […]
The snow arrived early and stuck to his eye-lashes with the cold bitterness of tears he was unable to produce. He had gained weight and stopped caring for himself, but […]
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