Forever parted
Sighted in this soot – a gracious swan who kissed the surface of my dream. It sang in deepest longing for its kind of black and white who don’t connect. […]
Sighted in this soot – a gracious swan who kissed the surface of my dream. It sang in deepest longing for its kind of black and white who don’t connect. […]
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