Chimeras always win – for dVerse
They see, they hear, they cannot monkey-shutting eyes and ears. They shout and scream – and will be briefly tied and maimed by psychotic […]
They see, they hear, they cannot monkey-shutting eyes and ears. They shout and scream – and will be briefly tied and maimed by psychotic […]
steady beat of drums light embers in your dark eyes dreams soar together we dance like enchanted birds guided by the milky way — I decided to make a tanka […]
To end an journey means to start a new. From the moment we leave the train, my hand in yours, we feel anticipation on how the train have changed us. […]
he blames his carnal sins on women’s vice while nice he is to dogs and waiting wife as knives his gold will cut their soul in halves those paths the […]
When we reach Khabarovsk, we are close to the confluence of the two rivers Ussuri and Amur, and I reflect that a confluence point is much like this ride. Before […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly