Lost in lust – Trifextra
The first time I saw your moist lips, I was lost in lust. But I missed the hint of fangs, and the hot kiss changed a bit, as you bit […]
The first time I saw your moist lips, I was lost in lust. But I missed the hint of fangs, and the hot kiss changed a bit, as you bit […]
burning blood on fingertips desire quenched in last embrace the hunger of November clouds see sharpness of surrender his life forfeit to dreams undone behind the curtains of her hair […]
Joseph touched his shaved chin and looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was better than ever before, his smile was innocent but had a lure that touched his […]
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