Recipe to win
Grate and grind the sense pretend it’s tender, glace with lies, then spice with fake vanilla, poach it slender reduce until the lard remains serve it lukewarm invent it’s promised. […]
Grate and grind the sense pretend it’s tender, glace with lies, then spice with fake vanilla, poach it slender reduce until the lard remains serve it lukewarm invent it’s promised. […]
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