Passed my prime
Passed my prime at fifty-three dividing facts to factoids; I’m factored small between and passed. But if I wait I’m primed and proud again when undivided fifty-nine. Kerry wants us […]
Passed my prime at fifty-three dividing facts to factoids; I’m factored small between and passed. But if I wait I’m primed and proud again when undivided fifty-nine. Kerry wants us […]
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