Translucent silver
My moon, translucent sweet you — a bat-of-lashes fluent heated temptress, silky empress. You the teaser, freeze of sea, you a pilferer of silver river mirror cross the midnight water. […]
My moon, translucent sweet you — a bat-of-lashes fluent heated temptress, silky empress. You the teaser, freeze of sea, you a pilferer of silver river mirror cross the midnight water. […]
At night, I still remember hearing him, my good husband praying, while they, our closest neighbors drank and fornicated. But yet in togetherness we tilled the land side by side […]
Below the willow’s bough we hid from warmth, a dragonfly and I. I whispered words, and danced amid the leaves with emeralds as eyes, that day she lulled me softly […]
We dance ourselves in greed around these golden malls. We worship clothes, designer brands expenses call. We dance ourselves in greed around this burdened soil We claim democracy was bought […]
I hate disgusting lobster soup fermented stew of broccoli my mouth is filled with glue and poop I hate disgusting lobster soup and theme-parks in monopoly the tainted tinge of […]
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