For sticky greedy fingers – 55 words
The poppies flew on Flanders fields see ghosts of soldiers prancing once sacrificed like guinea pigs for national financing their spirits flew on gossamer like butterflies were dancing the sickly […]
The poppies flew on Flanders fields see ghosts of soldiers prancing once sacrificed like guinea pigs for national financing their spirits flew on gossamer like butterflies were dancing the sickly […]
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