A limit for concerns
Born from clipboard quotas, the sweathopped shoes I bought on sale are waiting for a thought, on who the seamstress was and if she went to bed content the day […]
Born from clipboard quotas, the sweathopped shoes I bought on sale are waiting for a thought, on who the seamstress was and if she went to bed content the day […]
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