Writing is an art. In 7th grade, it wasn’t. In 8th, it wasn’t. In my ninth grade, many, many years…
Last Days and Endings
What should last days look Like? Why do endings matter? As I sit on the sole step of a tiny…
Review – Fragments of Feminity
When speaking of women, one needs to be educated, vulnerable, knowledgeable, and imaginative. There has to be an elegance in the narrative.
Review – The Unkillable Kitty O’Kane
I’ve often said, a good book is like a splendid speech. Every piece fits in just where it matters, the…
Reviewing – Helium by Rudy Francisco
Poetry is like a well-written book. Some prefer thrillers, some prefer romance. Helium is a welcome combination of both. The…
Making Sense of Non-Sensical Things
Life is unpredictable. We plan for it. We hope for it, but at the end of the day, we cannot…
The Beautiful Things In Life
There are many ways to look at life. A day, a moment, an event, even conversations can turn around how…
Running Like An Elephant
Still, I couldn’t quit. Not again. Not for my sanity. So I went. I panted, howled, joked, and low key thought I’d die. But here’s the thing – no one died while running. Not that I know of anyway.
Reviewing Into The Water
Into the Water by Paula Hawkins A single mother turns up dead at the bottom of the river that runs…
Books To Ease an Anxious Soul
When your entire being opens into the darkness and loops about unending
when every flicker of light is seen with malice and hatred,
when every piece of your worth is measured against the white wall,
when your intelligence and happiness give up on you
That is the beginning of an anxiety attack.
On Tattoos and Hijabs
Whenever I imagine calling all my close friends for a party and putting all my friends under the same roof,…
On Second Chances
When you meet an old friend, you know what to expect. It’s comfortable, it’s known. When you meet someone new,…
The Best Way to Escape
I was recently introduced to Quora by a close friend of mine who one day in the middle of a…
A Reminder for the Days After Women’s Day
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This is What Home Means
Home has always been a constant for me, but which house I lived in, has never been a constant. Coming…
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