Green of sea
I still recall your eyesand how I saw the green of sea dwelling swelling deep insidethe night you said: “I sense the salt againmy skin needs brinemy hair craves kelp to swirl I […]
I still recall your eyesand how I saw the green of sea dwelling swelling deep insidethe night you said: “I sense the salt againmy skin needs brinemy hair craves kelp to swirl I […]
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