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Friday, 26 Nov 2010 | Views [245]
Thank You For…
Asking me what I thought,
Inviting,
Waiting,
Listening,
Laughing,
Being vulnerable,
Allowing me to be vulnerable.
Picking me up, dropping me off and making sure I made it
on-time.
The couch, ... Read more >
Friday, 26 Nov 2010 | Views [244]
I used to change clothes in Heathrow airport. I don't cry in airports, I wait until the movie begins. Sterile white floors with no history of movement scraped into their surfaces. I easily forget where I am who I am when I look down. The lights ... Read more >
Sunday, 31 Oct 2010 | Views [208]
Do you feel lighter?
Heavy in a different sense.
Heavy because I have seen too much.
I’ve seen her pregnant on the roadside and not wanting to
bear her own weight.
I didn’t guess, she told me.
And I’ve heard of how she had ... Read more >
Wednesday, 20 Oct 2010 | Views [267]
Translate me
and take me
into that other world of
your language and
cadence
the melody that
waits to create the pictures
of the impressions so gracefully
painted and captured by
blinks of memory
... Read more >
Friday, 15 Oct 2010 | Views [259]
My hands held the smell of mint
The aloe looked like the weeds around it were choking it
Some had half rotted, unseen by sunshine
Caught in the wet shade of protection taking over
I wanted to free them.
Aloe, I want to ... Read more >
Thursday, 7 Oct 2010 | Views [206]
Ode to
that vast ball of fire that continues to rise and set each day. Ode to its
qualities to light and burn. To take and give. That power that is eternal. The
candle that never goes out and the inexhaustible light bulb – someone tried to
replicate ... Read more >
Sunday, 15 Aug 2010 | Views [296]
I am translating your silence. Your absence of presence makes me doubt your intentions, the extra emotions that you forgot to mention. Waiting on me as I waited on you. I'm unable to interpret your silence, only mine. My silence is a protection and ... Read more >
Thursday, 15 Jul 2010 | Views [285]
Love wrapped me in its arms as soon as I stepped off the plane. Love cooked and love cleaned. Love asked for help and told me it was ok. Love supported and gave and listened. Love sent me to where I wanted to go. Love picked me up and slept in the same ... Read more >
Tuesday, 8 Jun 2010 | Views [275]
Do they know?
Do they know that you won't be able to take it with you? Do they know that the larger their house is the more you have to clean? Or, the more you'll have to pay someone else to clean. Do they know that even if you drive a hybrid ... Read more >
Sunday, 16 May 2010 | Views [293]
If you still want to be challenged, And you still want to be in India, Or at least try to improve your relationship with the land and the people of this diverse country. Because places are like people and sometimes you need to give them time. If you ... Read more >
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Sunday, 7 Feb 2010 | Views [271]
She felt used. Not as used as someone forced to sell her body might feel, nor as used as someone who is raped, so clear and final. But used in a simple transactional way. She never expected to face one so seemingly mentally liberated. His truth was ... Read more >
Tuesday, 2 Feb 2010 | Views [221]
She walked out of the room and stared at the sky. She stood next to the building in hopes of catching the sunrise peak over the trees. She watched you as you walked by and sighed. She walked into the sunrise over the green morning because the breath ... Read more >
Sunday, 24 Jan 2010 | Views [243]
At home in the mirror I face my own face to see what I am made of. You see what your made of, do judge the worth the hair and the nose. But make a conscious decision that the worth of a person resonates out from the heart. A muscle made strong by cyclical ... Read more >
Tuesday, 20 Oct 2009 | Views [344]
Water. No 'please' no 'thank you.' No acknowledgment of interaction. If you could tell me why... I am supposed to serve you, I am expected to clean while you sit around and do nothing. Why women have to leave their homes when they marry and somehow, ... Read more >
Tuesday, 18 Aug 2009 | Views [277]
Is it The food you grew up with or the language you speak? Is it a duty to your elders, Or the soil of your birth? Your ability to be recognized by your community Or the passport you hold? The blood-line through your father, Or simply one drop.... Read more >
Saturday, 15 Aug 2009 | Views [265]
It is not a place for me to tell you what I ate for breakfast or how annoyed I am at honking horns. It is not a constantly updated stream of thought nor a caricature of everyday life. It is a place to chronicle my thoughts, musings and questions ... Read more >
