Do not judge us by our skin
Mucused green, scabbed with warts repulsive skin, they came in peace. They came to warn us, sent to court we judged them hostile, soil’s decease. Decapitated, staked we lit their […]
Mucused green, scabbed with warts repulsive skin, they came in peace. They came to warn us, sent to court we judged them hostile, soil’s decease. Decapitated, staked we lit their […]
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