Laughing hell
My laughing hell is puke of rollercoaster thrills it is sticky candy-floss clinging to your carious teeth. It is the ferris wheel that stops when you reached the top It […]
My laughing hell is puke of rollercoaster thrills it is sticky candy-floss clinging to your carious teeth. It is the ferris wheel that stops when you reached the top It […]
When fingerlings invade the brackish swell and centipedes are crawling deep inside the caves where asphodel and spiders dwell. Their sheen of malachite will coincide with cthulhu tentacles that suck […]
life completes circle at the end of the journey death draws the last line (Sara McNulty) when screams from down below say it’s late to make amends (Björn) Linked to […]
He pledges roses in a honeyed voice but talk of rainbow in his speech deceives. So lady dear, please run, you have a choice. His promises infect you like disease […]
for carnal lust in storms you bleed no need to enter hell for that you swirl around like tumbleweed you can behave as alley cat in second circle dance around […]
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