A Sadness Runs Through Her

April was tough. Tough and magical. Tough, magical, and surreal.  My heart has been stretched, full, and wrung at varying times during the warm, Gulmohar-laden month of April. I’ve written 30 poems for NaPoWriMo, kept as many rozas as women can keep (23, because: periods), cooked whatever dish was fancied that day for Iftar, and... Continue Reading →

Aise Kyun?

“It has become routine to assume that the rewards of life are public and that our lives can be measured by how we are seen rather than what we do.” — How to Disappear, Akiko Busch  The intense activities of the last few weeks have left me feeling emotionally spent. As we come closer to... Continue Reading →

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