Cue or being cued?
I shiver (longing) for a sign for your cue for bat of eyelash for glimpse of teeth for parse of lips for ice to break. I daisy-petal, picking hope and […]
I shiver (longing) for a sign for your cue for bat of eyelash for glimpse of teeth for parse of lips for ice to break. I daisy-petal, picking hope and […]
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