On Writing

Writing for a purpose, specially one that’s for a long term, can be so difficult to provide an impetus to. I’ve been so frustrated and annoyed at myself for the past few months. I was in a similar position at the beginning of the previous year, but it was for all the different reasons. And […]

of independence & french fries

i grew up as independent as the roof on my head, but i still needed the walls to float i sometimes feel like the plants sittingoutside my window, just observing my life maybe this is just an astral lie or maybe im a stray dog looking for a shed to sleep under im a window […]

Of Women & Moonlight

A land that pushes women to the stature of a Goddess Is also adept at pulling them down when necessary This reminds me of necessities that arise out of despai A colony of ants climb the hills that reek of sweet sanity Between my knees are bruises that never healed Between my palms are lines […]

Skin

Your skin tastes like mumbling blue berries trapped inside sea shells, skies falling upon your collarbones Did you really believe that the weight of this world could shatter you? You carry butterflies inside your stomach You love like tomorrow is but a fable Tell me, do you not shudder when you think of the end? […]

Far Away

Grey furniture in a room full of colorful walls Black being the most significant constant I look at the skies like a naked painting organizing itself by evening, With the last stroke of the sunlight I watch my sins flutter upon valleys with foreign names My body parts morph into my mind I am my […]

Life

Isn’t it strange how we don’t even notice the moon go down on her knees and the sun coming up with its golden stories that the birds chirp across trees and windows and balconies? Isn’t it strange how some flowers bloom today and some wither away simply because it’s not their season? Maybe this strangeness […]

A Sigh of Freedom

The distance is a mist eddying upon my thighs She plays the lyre that resembles eternity Grapes have been growing around my wrists My feet taste like oranges swallowed by the steps they take The portrait of a holy tomb stares at me I feel my shoulders turn into minarets My stomach morphs into a […]

Lucid

The shivers rose from the deepest folds of my skin He said it was the ghost of my past and promised to make it go The man inside my head laughed his head off Since then, I’ve never seen his head clearly except for a blur in its place Mother said a prayer to make […]