what’s lost in your quest
That minute spark between your breaking heart and fiery passion in your past glitters like a dewdrop on the forest path that turned to moisture on the bottom of your […]
That minute spark between your breaking heart and fiery passion in your past glitters like a dewdrop on the forest path that turned to moisture on the bottom of your […]
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