Of thunderstorm and tears
You mask penumbrain a voice — lacedwith bitter taste ofpending thunderstorms. I try to whisper words of greenand honeysuckle songsto sooth your mind as electric scents increasebloom and buildyou explode […]
You mask penumbrain a voice — lacedwith bitter taste ofpending thunderstorms. I try to whisper words of greenand honeysuckle songsto sooth your mind as electric scents increasebloom and buildyou explode […]
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