Being played a prank
I never cared much for pranks on April fool’s day, but I do remember years ago when I first became a manager at work I had the privilege of being […]
I never cared much for pranks on April fool’s day, but I do remember years ago when I first became a manager at work I had the privilege of being […]
You, startled shudder, worms and worries that came from ash and soil with lanky hair to put my trust in winter’s flurries From moon and rage my eyesight blurry, in […]
Tonight the sky is infinite — horizon endless expanding into voids within the voids of nothing but a darkness friendless. The pebble we call earth is helpless to ferocious forces […]
I watch the mirror of the water, see myself in sea in arteries of creeks that formed this oceanic vastness; since every melted part of glaciers every icicle and drop […]
The twitter trolls implode from facts, but grow in darkness and in dearth of tact without attention they will soon deflate, and melt like butter if you lack their hate. […]
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