Come sorceress
My sorceress, come closer come magic me, come wildly spill your web of spider spells, come feed me cauldron kisses come lend me, please, your midnight madness, come moan, come […]
My sorceress, come closer come magic me, come wildly spill your web of spider spells, come feed me cauldron kisses come lend me, please, your midnight madness, come moan, come […]
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