Dear Equinox
Come melt me, thaw me, lip me with your sips of sun dissolving snow. O light of March dear equinox come melt me. let me bubble throw my socks. Dance […]
Come melt me, thaw me, lip me with your sips of sun dissolving snow. O light of March dear equinox come melt me. let me bubble throw my socks. Dance […]
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