Beauty
Beauty is a prison dressed in pink perfume, , it is stiletto heels on smiling glass-eyed mannequins , it is the Chinese water-torture, disharmony and sugar. Beauty is the soft […]
Beauty is a prison dressed in pink perfume, , it is stiletto heels on smiling glass-eyed mannequins , it is the Chinese water-torture, disharmony and sugar. Beauty is the soft […]
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