Far from Vietnam
Our mind’s on chrome and motor oil on gasoline and blazing sun. The tarmac serpent licks the soil, and counting miles our engines run, towards a target far out west […]
Our mind’s on chrome and motor oil on gasoline and blazing sun. The tarmac serpent licks the soil, and counting miles our engines run, towards a target far out west […]
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