Boxing day
Boxing day was dark but far away vacationers strolled to the beach when suddenly the tsunami rolled in. They say that first the sea inhaled before the brine crushed bones […]
Boxing day was dark but far away vacationers strolled to the beach when suddenly the tsunami rolled in. They say that first the sea inhaled before the brine crushed bones […]
I look deep into the eyes of the dying sparrow & for just a moment I see the naked god but just like a shooting star it disappears Slightly modified […]
Friday Fictioneers and again a challenge in terms of a picture, this week taken by Doug MacIlroy. I’m so curious what this really is, but I never check before writing […]
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