I touched your skin – Rondeau for dVerse
I touched your skin and burn away as embers in myself will die this orange – crimson feel my heat in ashes now my heart depletes the day we met, […]
I touched your skin and burn away as embers in myself will die this orange – crimson feel my heat in ashes now my heart depletes the day we met, […]
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