Moonlit agony – Trifextra story.
As moon streaks the old pond with silver, I feel first tooth growing, nails transforms to claws, and cursed hair appear again. Hunger growing, my last human thought’s: “Hope chains […]
As moon streaks the old pond with silver, I feel first tooth growing, nails transforms to claws, and cursed hair appear again. Hunger growing, my last human thought’s: “Hope chains […]
Copyright anelphantcant[/caption] Abandoned and deserted, left to rust he’s chained, entangled with the tree around he see the racing beasts aluminum and composite Their spandex riders take a rest and […]
He was prying carefully, with utmost care, excavating digging and somtimes succombed to curiosity. Deeper, deeper into the glutinous substance of the memory-circuits he dived. There maybe he could have […]
Sitting feeding pigeons he looked at his wrinkled hands recalling all the lost moments of his life. Of time wasted for the wrong reasons at the wrong time. Now alone […]
Matt entered the seedy bar expecting nothing else than sour brew and the smell of cheap tobacco still lingering in the stained upholstery. To his surprise the only other guest […]
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