Let the serpent rule
Your world of ash and charcoal where only winners sparkle is dark and patriarchal your heart is cold as marble Your sword is dull and blemished with lies you set […]
Your world of ash and charcoal where only winners sparkle is dark and patriarchal your heart is cold as marble Your sword is dull and blemished with lies you set […]
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