There once was a paper and pen. Let’s start this from the beginning. And not the end. There once was a thought in my head. Not fully formed. Just an idea that bled. It grew into this thing. It had no real shape Just twists and turns Multiple...

Choking on words fighting to get out, Breathing in the weight of anger in constricted lungs, Trembling lips parted and teeth clenched wanting to shout, Arms tired from carrying what seems like tons. They don’t listen when I speak, So, I lost my voice. They...

Happy Holy DaysHappy HolidaysHappy Christmas Happy New YearHappy Rosh HashanahHappy EidHappy Diwali Happy Easter Happy Vesak Happy Thanksgiving They’re everything butunfortunately we made them not. We claim the truth whenhappiness is a gift, a heavens send. We’ve forsaken the right to be when all we talk about...

Love Is like dishesThe end of the dayWhen a chore has to be madeLove is like dishes