A similar way?
When autumn came with leaves falling slowly as my tears never shed, it was over. You had left me in silence. Silenced with too much unsaid. I never told you […]
When autumn came with leaves falling slowly as my tears never shed, it was over. You had left me in silence. Silenced with too much unsaid. I never told you […]
Two AM.A sullen wind pulling the pine trees bidding farewell.Alone, as you can only be among strangers in an asylum, I hear voices from the corners. Accusing voices of promises […]
In the recess of the library, behind his least loved books there is a wormhole to the past, a void that some would call his prison and others his escape. […]
It’s like snow in April how the orchard cries when shedding petals to a night of frost wasted like the one-night stand with someone you had hoped to marry. You […]
Dust and trash. I can neither live on memories nor leave my past. I hear your laughter in every book you read, I smell betrayal in the withered daffodils you […]
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