I am both burdened and comforted by how my body, how women’s bodies, are built to hold. My entire physicality – my ribs, my stomach, my intestines – migrate and adjust to accommodate life. My womb controls which generations continue and which cease to exist, which bloodlines last to enjoy the intricacies of life andContinue reading “A Lineage of Repetition”
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Free Fall
Every time I close my eyes, I see Afghans falling from the sky. I see them using their nails to cling onto the smooth steel skin of an airplane, begging to be let in. I see grips borne on sweaty palms from a fabric of desperation that twists and contorts and strangles like a blackContinue reading “Free Fall”
Love, Outside of Capitalism
I went to get a manicure at this small nail salon last week. I picked maroon like I usually do – in the spirit of winter colors and February festivities – and sat in front of a man who I could barely hear through the masks and plexiglass between us. Even though we were inContinue reading “Love, Outside of Capitalism”
A Guide to Self-Fetishization: “South Asian” Edition
I always thought of my body as a canvas for identity. The black body hair growing out of my stark brown skin as an ode to my roots. Skin stretching over fat and muscle forming curves and flat planes, sprinkled with stretchmarks to remind me how seamlessly I’ve grown. Skin that the sun greets likeContinue reading “A Guide to Self-Fetishization: “South Asian” Edition”
The Musings of Cold Marble and Dancing Candles
While having conversations about New Year’s resolutions in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been putting much thought into the type of life I want to be building for myself. Usually, this thought process begins with establishing some sort of metric for measuring what a high quality of life is. Financial security falls into thisContinue reading “The Musings of Cold Marble and Dancing Candles”
The Parallels of Human Connectivity
I met a good friend of mine on the West Coast. The type of person who listens as if craving to satisfy an undying curiosity, as if exploring a hidden thirst for the very words you happen to be speaking. We connected quickly, starting with the basic “where are you from” and then diving intoContinue reading “The Parallels of Human Connectivity”