Paul Stewart

Joined March 2021

1343 stories

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Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.

The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!

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Hive of One
Something is working its way inside me. Hundreds of somethings probing the insides of my body with fresh and frantic tendrils.
By Paul Stewartabout 23 hours ago in Horror
Avoid the Rabbit
The micro below is a follow up to my recent story Find the Rabbit. It will make more sense if you read that first. Find the rabbit.
By Paul Stewarta day ago in Fiction
We Call This Order. Top Story - February 2026.
A system is normally set in place with the promise of bringing order. A system organises behaviour and, in turn, rewards certain responses.
By Paul Stewart2 days ago in Humans
Find the Rabbit
As red surrounded him. He tasted copper in the air. The door to Daniel’s other life closed before him. It was a one-way trip. That’s what the strange woman — hope fucked from her face — said. One way trip.
By Paul Stewart3 days ago in Fiction
A Nice Cup of Tea
Nausea It's calling me Nausea Won't leave me Be Nausea just becomes me i kiss your forehead you kiss my neck, we dance as the kettle clicks and we have a nice cup of tea and a sit
By Paul Stewart4 days ago in Poets
Was
Scott looked through the rearview mirror of his beaten sedan at a woman-shaped figure he'd careened into moments ago. Alive? Dead? Clinging to the last frayed threads?
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Fiction
Hive Mined
come join come join Celebrate celebrate Fall in fall in Join us join us _ Be my follower Just a consumer Be my friend
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Poets
Heat Made Language
It starts With sparks They ignite Catch fire In delight As lips Brush And hips Twist Our hearts Race To chase And catch
By Paul Stewart8 days ago in Poets
Man / Age
Brain t ripping Mind s lip ping Pain receptors Mal functioning Sometimes — often — almost always A simple grip I can't
By Paul Stewart9 days ago in Poets
Era of Dark Fulfillment
Perhaps if I touched you, passed my plague directly to you like leprosy, you'd understand Maybe if I breathed on you, exhaled my airborne bacterial or viral like 2020, you'd comprehend
By Paul Stewart11 days ago in Poets
Love as Consumption
I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. That inevitable crush. I knew as soon as I walked through the door, we’d have words — stern, unproductive words. The atmosphere choked me, the scent of Bolognese burned into the bottom of the pan reminding me why it’s best I do the cooking, and of the air of unfiltered bitterness that had been present for years.
By Paul Stewart11 days ago in Fiction
I Defame, Therefore You Are
In the bowels of history I defame, therefore you are. _ The footnotes and appendices, as the pages turn and cities are born,
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Poets