A Truce With Gender
If I were fifteen years younger, I’d identify as nonbinary. Gender has been the biggest weapon of the beaten path.
Romance
Two Cities I’ve Loved – Bangalore & Mumbai
Feeling the tug between two places – one that feels like home and one that is dutifully home.
Sympathetic Losses & The Empathy Monster
I have poems by old lovers,
not about me
not the loves,
not the poetry.
Second COVID Stupid – Smooth Egg Brain
The second dark COVID of my soul is here except it doesn’t feel quite as dark. I feel stupid and it is peaceful.
Review ‘From Scratch’ On Netflix: Focaccia & Fortitude
‘From Scratch’ on Netflix made me realise the world doesn’t know how & why death shows up. How can we answer why people turn out as they do?
I Will Listen
I’ve been in so many conversations. I’ve come back overflowing with so much. Then someone says hello and they pass.
A Refugee From Amatonormativity
I’ve heard of asexuality, aromanticism and polyamory. Then a friend sent me this video talking about AMATONORMATIVITY. Well-meaning friends have gently (or bluntly) told me that my experiences of abuse turned me against men/marriage. There may be some truth to that. The very thought of weddings – invitations, over-the-top engagement…
Punks & Cheese
I’m punk, you’re cheesy. And now I’m writing poems about your loving but you got there via the punks.
A Peach For Breakfast
An old post for a new prompt uncovered the purity of my emotion & unabashed sensuality before I met moral policing. But I still like a good peach.
Ghosts Over Tea
GHOSTS OVER TEA – a poem