No strings attached
When you expecta curtsy,a blessing,a prayer,a sketch from a childin return formorsels and tidbitsit’s merely a tradea tiny transactionwhere you set the rules; Being nobleis only when givingis namelesswith no […]
When you expecta curtsy,a blessing,a prayer,a sketch from a childin return formorsels and tidbitsit’s merely a tradea tiny transactionwhere you set the rules; Being nobleis only when givingis namelesswith no […]
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