You are not drowning The earth does not die of thirst From the dry deserts of its brown skin It will not be sunk to deathly depths By the tsunamis of its own seas AdvertisementsRead more "note to self"
I am on episode 4 of 13 Reasons Why. I cannot ingest more than two episodes in one sitting for obvious reasons. And even during the two episodes I watch , I pause sometimes. To think, about the male gaze for example or to imagine how it feels to be objectified as a woman- something […]Read more "Saying “Hi”"
I haven’t written for the longest time; even in my journal. I have been stable enough to not need to write and I decided I will only blog when the conditions are conducive for me to do so without worrying about my blog being inactive for a month or more. Five years blogging simply because […]Read more "Sweet Spots And Parachutes"
The year ended on a shitty note. This one begun on yet another shitty one; no surprise there. I’ve been so broke it’s hilarious and lucky for me, I’ve had friends give me fare, food and even pay up my contribution to a film venture whose production I was part of. I hate begging, but […]Read more "When The Heart Demands Following"
I have been crafting non-stop for the past two weeks. ‘Mornings are for crafting’ is the mantra I am living by at the moment- and I didn’t even have to make time for it; it kind of just fell effortlessly into my schedule. Mornings are for crafting, afternoons for films, evenings for yoga and nights […]Read more "Crafty Feelings"
Much of my teen and early adult life has been characterized by an uncertain and perhaps doomed-to-fail kind of future. My high school teacher had me choose law for my degree choices but I knew I would never go that way. I could never survive an 8-5 kind of career either; I knew this in […]Read more "Beauty as Soul Food"
There are days I spend Smiling and warm Down to my toe nails And I feel like There is beauty in everything That life isn’t too bad after allRead more "The Permanence of Pain"
Having come out of my grey self I now hang and swing between Absolute darkness And blinding light And my eyes They don’t strain They soak up in tears Then crinkle in glee At this world I now see The whites are harsh The blacks stern And all other colors In-between Are so deeply drenched […]Read more "IN HD"