Deluge me
Fingernails are cutting burning pain inside my palm; acid bubbling; rumble; maiming mind with loneliness. deluge me breathing deep finding solace seeking solitude in ways that clouds are forming raining […]
Fingernails are cutting burning pain inside my palm; acid bubbling; rumble; maiming mind with loneliness. deluge me breathing deep finding solace seeking solitude in ways that clouds are forming raining […]
I peek through the safety-glass window, a few drops of champagne still remaining in my glass; it’s probably the last few drops of the world; we have good reasons to […]
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