Serpents
summer sweetness lingers sinfully like honeyed strawberries – in crimson stains from lipsticked kisses stranded on my collar such giggled carelessness singing her deceiving lies — October 16, 2014
summer sweetness lingers sinfully like honeyed strawberries – in crimson stains from lipsticked kisses stranded on my collar such giggled carelessness singing her deceiving lies — October 16, 2014
In summer sweetness of the fountain’s song she slowly pulls the petals from a tender rose reliving basement fists that’s pounding strong when youthful poems turned to trembling prose In […]
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