How we go round in earth’s…
Some days begin in darkness Before carbon flares in light Slow-wakening of illumination; To reside between its flickers Or exposed in spectral sight. Pinned upon the table Limbs wriggling in defence No pity in your eyes As you…
I am waiting For what I am not sure The restlessness of an eve of new beginnings As much as for friends to walk through this door In neon red the street is lit As if trying to shine a…
There are times when life feels overwhelming and uncontrollable. We become plugged into a reality in which everything is a click away. Communication a constant stream; time and space feel boundless and formless; what should be manageable becomes something we…
The story of Harvey Weinstein is by now familiar to everyone. Since first being reported in the New York Times on October 5, allegations from sexual assault to rape against Weinstein now stretch back as far as the 1970s, with…
A personal exploration on identity and Bob Dylan — It started with a feeling, a feeling I did not understand and could not articulate. All I knew was that I must understand the urgency of it, translate it into my…
