Fear of the dark
You, startled shudder, worms, and worriesfrom ash, from soil, you creep with greasy hairto trade my trust in winter’s flurries Lost to moon rage and your eyesight blurry,from milky shadows […]
You, startled shudder, worms, and worriesfrom ash, from soil, you creep with greasy hairto trade my trust in winter’s flurries Lost to moon rage and your eyesight blurry,from milky shadows […]
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