Nightshade trance
Bounce me honey, shake me well sell me darkly all your ways, sway me. be my black-hole sun, stun me slowly, tickle-touch me, spin sins of me with silk; then […]
Bounce me honey, shake me well sell me darkly all your ways, sway me. be my black-hole sun, stun me slowly, tickle-touch me, spin sins of me with silk; then […]
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