Till death do us part
Shattered, broken, alone now. Rooflight sunbeams burning echoes from his voice: “Bitch” he had been pounding with his words again — again “Why did you smile at Earl?” or was […]
Shattered, broken, alone now. Rooflight sunbeams burning echoes from his voice: “Bitch” he had been pounding with his words again — again “Why did you smile at Earl?” or was […]
Bree was out of options; lost in life’s maze of betrayals, mistakes and jealousy. The embossed letter bearing the golden insignia of Jack’s solicitor felt cold as a coffin nail. […]
I couldn’t fit a story in my sequel to last week’s picture, but here I think I could get it to work for my dysfunctional. This is the closest I […]
The rust in your eyes is shallowly panting; in flaking decay like the timely striations of granite – the dreams from the glaciers carved the notes once sung divinely that […]
Back-alley left to dumpsters, syringes and rats. Entering, Jed had been in a world of hitting first and leaving fast. That was before; when he still had a tenacious hold […]
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