The Beastiary
Dusk is a demon with tender tentacles,slowly he slithers behind you,ready as ever to lovingly gag youin his fish-scented breeze. Night is a monster with cordial claws,calmly he clatters behind […]
Dusk is a demon with tender tentacles,slowly he slithers behind you,ready as ever to lovingly gag youin his fish-scented breeze. Night is a monster with cordial claws,calmly he clatters behind […]
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