charcoal shadows of your math
you charcoal shadow cross my path as future’s lost in mirror shards when thirteen always makes the math you charcoal shadow cross my path my life belongs to feline wrath […]
you charcoal shadow cross my path as future’s lost in mirror shards when thirteen always makes the math you charcoal shadow cross my path my life belongs to feline wrath […]
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