Requiem
When carefully collected, pain and tears are rain. cumulonimbus in your eyes as heroes die. When eternity is gone in sooty dawn we sleeplessly despair, despond. The stars look different […]
When carefully collected, pain and tears are rain. cumulonimbus in your eyes as heroes die. When eternity is gone in sooty dawn we sleeplessly despair, despond. The stars look different […]
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