Lace and Ghosts
We went from ethernessto othernessthe instant when a singlecareless word dis-rupted our feeble truce,a single word to open chasmsto let the secrets out; and promiseswere torn apart, the giftswe burned […]
We went from ethernessto othernessthe instant when a singlecareless word dis-rupted our feeble truce,a single word to open chasmsto let the secrets out; and promiseswere torn apart, the giftswe burned […]
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