You don't write because you want to say something. You write because you have something to say.
“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 […]
Lately I’ve been on the move, doing things, going places, thinking thoughts, lately. Lately I’ve been thinking through, my life, my path, my people too, lately. Lately I’ve been digging deep, into my being, my heart, my soul, lately. Lately I’ve been asking questions, on who I am, what I want, why even, lately. Lately […]
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 […]
A little girl writes a poem on her father when tasked with writing about her hero… A girl makes a choice to choose her passion over others… A strong woman cites she owes it all to her mother… A self-made woman makes way in her life for a significant other… Women all colors and […]
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 to 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 myself […]
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 //
A place unimaginable, forlorn, and fearful. A place you have to pass by, pass through, sometimes live in. A place that is born in a single thought – “I don’t know.” If you think about it, this is said so many times, it might as well be the most known thing you hear. What do […]
What is it about feelings that they can be just as ambiguous as insinuating? Signals. Different then and now. Different every time. The look. The like. The touch. The text. The invitation. The request. The anticipation. The acceptance. The validation. The truth. I’ve been meaning to write more about feelings, you know the deeply emotional, […]
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 […]
