We flew Next to the moon. We swam In the dark blue sea. We circled Around the silver white oyster. We walked Through the twinkling boulevard. We whispered Sweet-nothings. We rolled In star dust. We rested On the rings of Saturn We gazed Into infinity of our dreams. We woke up To the sound of … Continue reading Twinkling Boulevard
I am not an apple, a pear or a device measuring the passage of time. I am a woman, a living, breathing beautiful being. STOP. Trying to fit me in a shape, I am boundless. You can't constrict me into geometrical entities. Numbers can't determine my worth. Or so I tell myself. I have spent … Continue reading I am a woman.
The dawn breaks With your sound. Ruffling of feathers. You have made a home Inside mine. Invisible. I only hear Your presence. My house rings with Your coos. A background score. Outside, I witness your dance. On the railing. You read me. We are not friends. You stay in your territory. I stay in mine. … Continue reading Coos
Jars, Boxes, Tins, Shelves, Drawers. The meticulous placement served a purpose. No nook or corner was left unused. Nothing could be disturbed. Laced with mixed smells. Cinnamon, cardamom, clove Frying onions. Batter rising. Ghee. Familiar smells of childhood. Once inside, the moves were choreographed. A dance of knives, spatulas, spoons. Cut, peel, chop, wash, drain. … Continue reading Off-limits