Rich Man, Poor Man – Part One
Short Story Once upon a time, high in the reaches of the mountain range, there was a martial arts master—a hermit would be a more appropriate term—who lived out his remaining years in his...
Tagged: journey
Just Come Home
Spoken Word Every day it seemed as if a body Felt neither here nor there Gradient, up; roads bare Gradient, down; city streets Blinking the crosshairs of “no vacancy” We need you another...
Come, Let Us Love
Poem Come, let us fall in love with ourselves. Come, let us clean our embarrassing shelves of the guilty pleasure, of the bad debts. Come, let us accept our frivolous selves. Bask in...
The School Bus of Life
Poem Seeing all the tired people On their small smartphones Never feeling that they are Alone in their bones Crowded morning looking sunny Light is moving sweet and bright Hoping that their Tuesday...
Winter In Australia: 5 Reasons To Visit
Non-Fiction Travel Review Why would anyone want to go anywhere in winter? No, really! How can people ever choose a winter holiday over a summer one? We’ll never understand (unless they’re going for both,...
Thousand Mirrors, One Face
Poem In thousand mirrors I was looking To see a face – sweet and known In thousands lakes I was swimming To find something lost and gone. How can you seek what you...
Mind over Body
Poem Look at me when I am all dressed up in the best Western clothes, in the best Indian clothes. Look at me when I am all dressed down, Walking quietly down the...
