Paul Stewart

Joined March 2021

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

The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!

Streams and Scratches in My Mind coming soon!

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Abyss Gaze
Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you. – Friedrich Nietzsche
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
Trusting Your Gut in Writing Competitions
When entering writing competitions, your gut often knows the story better than you do. That's been my experience taking part in a few competitions outside of Vocal - and it's a lesson worth sharing.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Writers
Box, Stage Left: A Monologue in Three Acts of Deception
Author's Notes Preamble: I wanted to put this right before the action takes place. I am finally published outside of Vocal and by anyone other than myself! This poem is one of two submitted to Vocal legends' Celia and River In Underland's awesome new publication, The Underland Review. This poem and one called "In Situ After “I Need My Girl” by The National (which I will publish on Vocal at another time) are featured in the August 2025 edition, among other names many people will be familiar with.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets
Built of Scales and Steel
"Stand up all the night and call the fight, let your mind before the light." The sky was ablaze with smoke, fire and glory. Ferocious dragons sweeping down like meteors to face the foolhardy heroes who answered the call to face them. Subversion, intimidation, exhaustion, extermination and annihilation were five types of military strategy we utilised throughout the war.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
Silken Chains
Silhouettes of the female form were given flesh and bone. Silken skin glistened under the spotlight. Dry ice rose around our Icons as they danced atop their podiums in the Square. Heralded for their beauty, their movements were slight, powerful, and sensual.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
Marked Forever: Softcore Innocence, Hard Lessons. Content Warning.
I can't remember— the moment it became a thing. I can't remember— the moment it became the thing. Though it was probably when I was weak,
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets
Unfulfillment 101
Anna looked at her reflection in the black, blank screen of her phone, wondering what became of the girl she was before.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets
You Will Die At Daylight.
You Will Die At Daylight. The message was clear. Did I believe it? Not really. The promise of a sweet $1m was all the incentive I needed to prove the urban legend wrong and get my inheritance.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
Hunters by Matthew Fromm - Jon and Stephen Recorded Readings Special Episode In Review. Top Story - August 2025.
Are you on the hunt (yes, I went there!) for something fun to listen to with that spare 20 minutes you don't know what to do with? I mean, you could spend it watching Family Guy clips on the YouTube, or you could open up Spotify and enter the world of Hunters.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Beat
Yippie-kay-yay, Mother Crustacean
It all started one fateful day when I was searching the Great Coral for interesting trinkets to show my mother and father. I happened across something so intriguing that I had to fight a literal frogfish. You don't know what a frogfish looks like? Well, brother, you're in for a shock. They don't actually look like frogs at all—and they're nasty omnivores.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
The Me After You
From the very beginning I was a no one wandering through existence with no resistance ~ It was all just as so
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets
Parlay and Desecration
As our lips danced and wrestled and our tongues formed the frontal assault into enemy territory, it felt as if we had been locked in a heated, passionate battle for hours. The cold, harsh reality that existed outside of her plump pinks and my smaller, firmer mouth was that it had merely been minutes.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction