Don’t groan, grin
Why do you grin in pain with crack- led lips when friends are near? Why do you smile at sun when miles remain before you reach a goal? Why don’t […]
Why do you grin in pain with crack- led lips when friends are near? Why do you smile at sun when miles remain before you reach a goal? Why don’t […]
The waste of sunshine shadowed and watered grins in emptiness of words: “How do you feel today?” As watercolors blended into brown are pigmentation wasted. “Have a nice day” As […]
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