The hidden words – for dVerse
With bleeding fingers in the freezing soil I hide the treasures of the words I said with lies I poured on stormy waves like oil to cool the warming arrows […]
With bleeding fingers in the freezing soil I hide the treasures of the words I said with lies I poured on stormy waves like oil to cool the warming arrows […]
moment of their death whirling with the wind the leaving leaves entangled in your hair telling you au revoir Linked to Carpe Diem — January 12, 2014
behind the mask even lion dancers need to pee Linked to Carpe Diem — January 12, 2014
This is a continued story. Part 1 is here and Part 2 is here This is linked to Finish the story by Barbara W. Beacham where the picture and the […]
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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
Now we see through a glass, darkly