Forever yours
We should have been here together, at the sea, but you choose betrayal.You had grown absent, always glancing at your phone, ceasing to tell me anything. Silent, always too tired. […]
We should have been here together, at the sea, but you choose betrayal.You had grown absent, always glancing at your phone, ceasing to tell me anything. Silent, always too tired. […]
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