On the precipice
standing on its precipice realizing – for Mohammed the mountain didn’t move and even less for me — Linked to Real Toads, where Hannah wants us to be inspired by […]
standing on its precipice realizing – for Mohammed the mountain didn’t move and even less for me — Linked to Real Toads, where Hannah wants us to be inspired by […]
New and minty candy tart, it’s you the ace of temple samples the ace that banks and understands trample – fire’s been too long – trample This pee-stamina – of […]
for every step you take doors of possibilities are closed as other opens up you’re strong and young with songs that leads you on on convoluted paths silently converging into […]
procrastination is what i do best – it’s my enemy-friend procrastination is an art I have mastered in my fear of success a symptom of being a perfectionist? I still […]
in subtle patterns of our prejudice we see the specks and not the depth within our brother’s eyes in subtle patterns of morality we persecute each other for transgressions forgetting […]
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