Body
Does the Body Ever Get Familiar with Grief?
–For Oby, Albert, Quadri, and everyone who left us too early Does the body ever get familiar with grief?This sinking, this drowningGoing underwater and unable to find an anchor Does one ever get used to sorrow?The smile on the face of a strangerThe singsong laughter of a passer-byA look that reminds of exactlyHow much you loved life Is there […]
On the Politics of Gym
In early October 2021, I was reading a book on Wattpad titled, All Good Things, written by a Canadian author named Renee Racine. It was a lighthearted read—because laughter is something I desperately needed—and I found something rather unexpected in it; I found myself. To give you a wee bit of summary, the story is […]
beneath the waves
I am not terrified of the dark. I do not know if the arms of God would hold me like poetry has done every time my floater resurfaces as I spiral beneath the waves. When I break, does God break too? Why must I do all the breaking alone? Look at all the healing […]