I’m digging for the centipedes
I capture scribbled notes like butterflies they’re telling stories of the ash we leave of all compassion sacrificed for gain of all our profiteering selfishness I’m digging deeper yet for […]
I capture scribbled notes like butterflies they’re telling stories of the ash we leave of all compassion sacrificed for gain of all our profiteering selfishness I’m digging deeper yet for […]
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