The Unloving Wanting
There are treasures in hidden corners as much as there are monsters called trauma. This un-loving wanting is our map.
Desire
Decoding Desire
Desire puts us in the space of seeing what we need, what we yearn for. And this, right now after a long period of starvation & loneliness & desolation is shadowy. The needs are real but are they deep or transient? Will they vanish like FOMO the minute they are…
Meeting Desire
You wouldn’t recognise desirein the emptiness in your mouthmaking way for wordsthat your stomach is already breaking down You wouldn’t know desire if it licked youYou think it’s meant to kick & clawNot snuggle between your cellsBreathing the quiet places between people You wouldn’t trust desireEven if you laid bare…
Enthusiastic Yes
Desire is a powerful, intoxicating force. We can easily let ourselves be blinded by what we want. We assume we know better, are quicker at making decisions or are righteous in what we want. Oh yes, I know what we want can come ratified by logic, social approval, even wisdom….
REVIEW: The Sandman 7: Brief Lives – The Nuances of Metafiction
Review of Neil Gaiman’s Brief Lives from The Sandman series. Delirium, Desire, and Destruction take center stage in this metafictional masterpiece.
REVIEW: The Sandman 2: The Doll’s House – Neil Gaiman
Sandman: The Doll’s House
REVIEW: Sandman: Endless Nights – Neil Gaiman – A Collector’s Copy
Discover the enchanting world of the Sandman universe with Neil Gaiman’s Endless Nights. Each story unveils the intriguing lives of the seven Endless siblings.
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I Wear: Desire For A Day
For Mumbai’s first Comic Con, I cosplayed Desire from Neil Gaiman’s ‘The Sandman’.
I Am Jill’s Unfulfilled Desire
“Have I changed?” He was older, heavier-set, slightly balder. Success adding an unshakeable tower of confidence to the foundation of arrogance that he had always possessed. She took all of this in before pronouncing her verdict. “You’re Jack, ten years later.” “Better or worse?” Ten years was a long time….
Muse
Are you my muse? Or am I yours?
I am the velvety slumber that lets you meet your imprisoned self. I am also the jailer of that prisoner.