Falling in love
To fall in love is lack, a loss of gravity; the weightless sense of jumping from a cliff without a parachute. To fall in love is windswept hair and bravery […]
To fall in love is lack, a loss of gravity; the weightless sense of jumping from a cliff without a parachute. To fall in love is windswept hair and bravery […]
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