My mending
The threadbare fabric of my beingis in dire need of darning, mendingwith its seams unwindingexposing secrets of my lacerated mind;a being bruised with edges frayedin need of hemmingwith bindings strong […]
The threadbare fabric of my beingis in dire need of darning, mendingwith its seams unwindingexposing secrets of my lacerated mind;a being bruised with edges frayedin need of hemmingwith bindings strong […]
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