Sometimes… the spaces within ourselves that we do not want to occupy, the spaces we suffocate with our judgments and narrow with our...

I ask for groundedness to embody my body, to close my eyes and diffuse throughout, sense-check every curve, every tip, visualize my...

Her teeth grow sharper when she speaks, and her words interlock without breath like the jagged rows lining her jaw. She hurts. Sometimes...

I ask for patience to befriend time, to give space to my labours of love, not to rush or stunt their growth, to cherish the transition...

A woke friend with dreadlocks in a wide brimmed hat, through a fog of incense, below a dream catcher, above a mound of tie-dyed rugs,...

I finally realized why I am afraid of having you. I am afraid of loving you so much and then losing you. Life has taught me that things...