“Specialized in foreign & domestic” – this sign for Joe’s Auto Repair in Williamsburg, Brooklyn is what first sparked the idea for this blog post in my mind. “Am I foreign or domestic?”, I thought. What defines me to be foreign or domestic? Is it because I wasn’t born here the reason I’m foreign, or […]
Passed down over generations Started by one It’s what has always been done // Don’t disobey elders, They know better, Why can’t a child know more? College is an institution that grooms your career Why can’t I, the world, explore? Marriage is a scared bond Between a man and a woman Why? Does love look […]
“You’re a man”, I thought, and then I let it go. “You’re so strong, so powerful”, I thought, and then I let it go. “You’re supposed to act with vigor and virility, you’re a man”, I thought, and then I let it go. “You’re supposed to lead, and I follow, you’re a man”, I thought, […]
There used to be a time, not so long ago, (well actually…pretty long ago), when I would write out my agony, the emotions that defined me. It was the inception of my relationship with poetry. Oh the sweet, sweet years of teenage, where every emotion that you feel is as high as heaven, as fiery as […]
“It maybe that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work, and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey.” – Wendell Berry I know not what I look for, or what I yearn / I know not what is missing […]
That one day you will be living in the city of your dreams / That one day day you will be living the life you hadn’t even dreamed of / That one day you will be living life outside the usual narrative, and it will be fabulous / That one day you will be sitting […]
India, May 2018 Two and a half years later, here I was in the land where my roots are. Many more versions of me later, here I was in the city where I was a misfit. Exponential opportunities of growth later, here I was where everything was the same and different all at once. Oddly, […]
Being a misfit had always been a feeling way too familiar to me. And over the years I’d had more than my fair share of emotional battles attempting to conquer it, to fit in. At first I would ask myself why – why am I so different, so ambiguous, so confused. Then I began accepting […]
I see you turning all my corners / You are there, everywhere / In my eyes, in my sight / In my voice, in my music / In my words, and yours / In my head, in my breath / Always on my mind / I see me turning all your corners //
Goodbye to All That. Didion does it again. She was 29. I remember when I first visited New York City, I stepped out of the bus onto the curb outside Bryant park and looked up. The lights lit, the city grit, this was it. I turned around and said to my mother, “I want to […]
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