Balance of destruction
Is it treachery or sin to sense that tenderness is war and tactics? I felt neglected when you slept. I went crazy when you sighed. But when your hands in […]
Is it treachery or sin to sense that tenderness is war and tactics? I felt neglected when you slept. I went crazy when you sighed. But when your hands in […]
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