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In the velvety dark, words come rumbling out from within a space long forgotten, more, perhaps, ignored than recalled. They tumble out, seeking to unmask from beyond the fear of never-achieving, the mountain of self-doubt, the handcuffs of anxiety and paralyzed freeze reaction. Fingers move rapidly, caressing the keyboard, clacking in the darkness, the echo […]

Grief

It feels like falling through rain, the pelts of raindrops thudding against your skin, your uplifted face welcoming tiny splices of pain, the water trickling down your sweet onyx face onto your expanse of dark chocolate neck, the sweetness of the curve-length diluted into strands of remorseful hurt, hurtling further down onto your bronzed shoulders, […]

2024

So another year and another promise to write more. I decided to just wing it. I will schedule some writing time and just free write and whatever will pop out will pop out. Raw. Unfiltered (but grammatically reviewed). 2024. I feel positive. I feel blessed. I feel ready.

Brave

It’s a story I could not tell before, my tongue tied by a delicate bow of velvet grief So smooth against my heart for the last decade that I hardly noticed the crack in it as much, the bow covering my entire heart, crack and all. That I almost forgot. Reminded only and often by […]

Sabr and Shukr

Originally posted on chanyado:
(a meditation on grief and the things that keep me up at night) I don’t remember much from my first funeral. We stood in line waiting to view the body. When it was my turn, I observed how the body was ashy, its arms arranged stiffly by the hips, nostrils oozing…

Write about Life

I was asked to describe my writing style and process. I hesitated. The teacher looked at me, impatience steaming up her face. I looked down at my hands in my lap, my right index finger and my right thumb rubbing the base of my left thumb in a nervous motion. The entire class had turned […]