Heavy beat
Expectations for her night was high I see her dance in corner all alone Her beauty is distorted by the wine But still she dance to find a man ~ […]
Expectations for her night was high I see her dance in corner all alone Her beauty is distorted by the wine But still she dance to find a man ~ […]
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