To branch our souls
at first you said you’d never leave we speak of cancer as we thieve but beastly few release from truth and cheat in beading to your youth become a channel […]
at first you said you’d never leave we speak of cancer as we thieve but beastly few release from truth and cheat in beading to your youth become a channel […]
This is my second try in doing a sestina. It takes time, and I have now reworked it a little bit. Instead of trying to find words, I used a […]
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