Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
When I watch you, and I mean… watch you Like a stalker at poetry readings I am at first engaged, noticing the enunciation You do, the measured beat, the drum like inevitability Of your cascading words And then I sink into you I feel selfish, like the words are for Read more
Your mother is soft tissue like rabbit ready for stew. Your mother is murder, she just doesn’t know it yet. Your mother is long rambling speech patterns. Your mother is perfect oval shapes. Your mother is god-like and fickle. Your mother is suffering. Your mother is seven miles uphill. Your Read more
When we talk about grief, people often imagine it arrives like a thunderclap in the very moment a loved one dies, followed by an immediate aftermath and the early tears. But for many of us who’ve lived it, grief isn’t loud. Sometimes it simmers quietly for years, showing up as Read more
Today we celebrate the monsoon. Will we then come to hate the monsoon? All night, I danced with him in the rain. What could it not create, the monsoon. She thought of love as flood. Was she wrong? By then it was too late. The monsoon. Clouds wear black masks Read more
He looks my way as we sit in the chain salon awaiting our haircuts, and I wonder if “my way” is at me, since he repeats the twists of neck—but my eyes cannot certify since I keep them down on my phone and remember a friend of adolescence who would Read more
I am a few weeks away from defending a doctoral thesis based largely on the cultivation of the Eastern contemplative principle of nonattachment and exploration of its acceptability and effectiveness for symptoms of trauma. I now know a fair bit about nonattachment because of 5 years of work centred on Read more
