When lights went out
I never blamed it on the rain that day, my sorrow never grew from hail or clouds, I dwelled in shadows when you brought the light, You brought me laughter, […]
I never blamed it on the rain that day, my sorrow never grew from hail or clouds, I dwelled in shadows when you brought the light, You brought me laughter, […]
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