Summer rain
Reflected silver from the glossy leaves. A book to read while sheltered from the rain A cup of tea and songs to fill my brain of water slowly falling from […]
Reflected silver from the glossy leaves. A book to read while sheltered from the rain A cup of tea and songs to fill my brain of water slowly falling from […]
Once — before they stole our night to sell the sky to trade the blue and stars of nebulae and moons, our sleep. for overalls and days of gray. They […]
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