Stephen XT·May 31Local on the 8sMike — it’s getting late, So I can’t stay too long, I should be doing homework, But such is our song.
Stephen XT·Apr 4“My man, pots and pans.”Ninja turtles, Ghostbusters And T&C Surf Designs. Fresh from a dip in the clear water, Drowsy in the window-filtered sun. The grill was hot…
Stephen XT·Apr 4Return flightWhat do we do now? Leave? As though we could do more Good, given time and space. I may be okay soon, but This place will grow Unfamiliar…
Stephen XT·Aug 23, 2025CloudspunStorms cannot long last, The blue sky and sun do not relent, Blink, and the rain tapers off, In a drought it is barely a dent. As the day…
Stephen XT·Jul 18, 2025hypnogogiaI swear that I’ll soon remember, To turn off the bathroom lamps. What need do I have of them? When every place you are, There is light.
Stephen XT·Mar 23, 2025A nightly mile around MoodyNo man was more prepared, For death, or carpentry. Or electrical work. For Plumbing, or drywall, Or your engine’s ills. And if there was…
Stephen XT·Feb 23, 2025On Anger lostIf I can feed the birds, and feel her warmth. If I can find calm when she is distressed, If I can be, whatever she needs, and meet each…
