Each a Crossroad
At the center heand you, me, sheand they;each and every onea crossroadtangled, meshed, confused. As we make pathswe point and arguecontrolling, trample and get lost. When all we craveis just […]
At the center heand you, me, sheand they;each and every onea crossroadtangled, meshed, confused. As we make pathswe point and arguecontrolling, trample and get lost. When all we craveis just […]
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