In the serpent’s belly
Serpent, lightworm, subway snaking under streets and sewers; while we, its cargo, shoulder next to shoulder, sit with faces glued to smartphones traveling in solitude on dreams we carry; we […]
Serpent, lightworm, subway snaking under streets and sewers; while we, its cargo, shoulder next to shoulder, sit with faces glued to smartphones traveling in solitude on dreams we carry; we […]
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