Pseudo-Poetry
Elle looked younger than her thirty-something, so when she registered on Tinder it didn’t take long for the creeps to start swiping her. She realized in the way they told […]
Elle looked younger than her thirty-something, so when she registered on Tinder it didn’t take long for the creeps to start swiping her. She realized in the way they told […]
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