(r)evolution
Does it matter afterwards that objects in mirror are closer than they appear? We drove and never cared. When they came, they sneaked upon us from behind, and left us […]
Does it matter afterwards that objects in mirror are closer than they appear? We drove and never cared. When they came, they sneaked upon us from behind, and left us […]
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