Curse my name
The night she flared in fury: flushed with roses rising on her apple cheeks, her perfect periwinkle eyes still stole my heart; and though her cherry-lips could curse me I […]
The night she flared in fury: flushed with roses rising on her apple cheeks, her perfect periwinkle eyes still stole my heart; and though her cherry-lips could curse me I […]
Come closer darling let me tickle you in carnal cravings, let’s boil in bliss of burning blood, let’s be closer, boiling, captured skin on skin let’s fall into the sweetness […]
We raised our marble pillars in honor of our greed, and lacking guilt, we gilded them with grace we turned them into idols we wrote heroic hymns to honor us; […]
My syllables are soldiers, straight and tethered tightly into words of thoughtfulness commanding fates. I weave from sentences my sword my shining armor and the veils that hide the chaos […]
Dreadful is the night this lack of light this night of corpses my wish to die that growls into a voice of flesh and bones into a grim perplexing laughter […]
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