Capricorn eyes
The void I carry at night has never a weight built from vices and shame in my unwilling dreams. Shameless I sleep, but find that the void is a lady […]
The void I carry at night has never a weight built from vices and shame in my unwilling dreams. Shameless I sleep, but find that the void is a lady […]
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