Tag Archives: love story

Peace and Fire

Posted on June 20, 2014 by Jim Stewart

We kissed: lips groping without knowing, hands benign and trembling, timid and still. You were a gift I did not understand. I had no way to accept the strange dichotomy of peace and fire. When I moved away to California … Continue reading →

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Andra Watkins’ Book is Live

Posted on March 2, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Here’s a link to my review of Andra Watkins’ new novel To Live Forever: An Afterlife Journey of Meriwether Lewis. Check it out. http://www.amazon.com/To-Live-Forever-Afterlife-Meriwether-ebook/product-reviews/B00IA0MWMQ/ref=dp_top_cm_cr_acr_txt?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=1

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The Writings of Ya Hu

Posted on February 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: and now for something completely different, in honor of Valentine’s Day.–jrs) The fuzzy rub of hair against the soft skin of his buttocks excited him as he straddled her hips. Her interest grew as he grew, each millimeter of … Continue reading →

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A Question for Cheryl

Posted on February 11, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I should have knelt in the street, put my head in your lap, and let you stroke my hair. But we didn’t know. We were ten. Would you have grown into a woman who found a cure for what killed … Continue reading →

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Excerpt from “Death is Easy”

Posted on December 17, 2013 by Jim Stewart

(Note: This is an excerpt from a Mike Ironwood novel I’ve “finished” and am now rewriting. For the sake of context, Daniel is Mike’s half-brother who is also half Nez Perce. ~jrs) When we got out of bed Bucket came … Continue reading →

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Bow and Sinew

Posted on November 30, 2013 by Jim Stewart

I am alive at the vee of your legs contemplating your most moist embrace, marveling at the muscles that mothered my fatherhood a generation ago. As your back arches into a bow, my arms knot and I rise to press … Continue reading →

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Too Damn Dumb

Posted on November 16, 2013 by Jim Stewart

He gave up in late nineteen sixty-three with the death of a young president still firmly caught on a fence in his mind where the wind fans desire to intent. The other hands tried to console him, but they offered … Continue reading →

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