The Dating Thing
Let’s do the dating thing. I’ll say COFFEE? You’ll say Yup.
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Tinsel Life
I feel like a character in someone else’s coming of age story. The kind about a young man discovering life, love and that, contrary to what his mama said, the universe does not revolve around him. I’m Sunday morning breakfast in a social calendar filled with boozy Saturday nights &…
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Always Familiar: First Boyfriend
I was 19 when I met him. He was too, just a day older, a fact that would serve as a bridge for us, looking for a way to say hello. I spotted him in a crowd outside an event where I was looking for someone else. He turned at…
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This Body Is Home
This boxy is a box. It is not me. When you trap my identity in labels of gender, regional feature, skin colour, this body makes me feel like a prisoner.
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Missing Marsha
Can you miss someone who died before you ever met them? Yes, if you are a reader. I miss Marsha Mehran.
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Conversations With My Mirror
I got a haircut, my first since the pandemic began. And these are the conversations I have with my mirror.
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The Space I Occupy
This picture was shot in January 2020. I had no idea that the what the years ahead would bring.
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How To Draw A Straight Line (Or Boundary)
A boundary is a lesson in consent. It’s rooted in a sense of self. Who you are, says what you allow.
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Red On The Floor
I thought about people who hit me. In plural. I experienced enough before adulthood. Yet at 23, when a man I loved hit me, I knew something was wrong.
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Keep Your Kudo
Are you chasing compliments, dodging insults, fighting defensively? Are you building your identity propped on someone else’s kudo? Compliments are not about your feelings or you, at all.
