Life is white
White is life; it’s every hue combined in equal measure. The passion of your heart, the love of red, of blood and anger. It’s the cold and distant blue, rejection […]
White is life; it’s every hue combined in equal measure. The passion of your heart, the love of red, of blood and anger. It’s the cold and distant blue, rejection […]
Yet again the helicopter sings for Aleppo funerals to come. It brings its load of barrel bombs it brings its gasoline and metal shards to burn and cut the blood […]
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