Prayer for Grace

Anne Lamott’s two best prayers are “Help me, help me, help me” and “Thank You, thank You, thank You.”  There’s not another description that comes close enough to my plea and yearnings these days. September has been a wild, wild rush and I’m still learning what it means for me to be present, to sitContinue reading “Prayer for Grace”

Pandemic Journal & Inventory of the Mind

Life is sapped from the living. Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness –  Maya Angelou, A Brave and Startling Truth Wednesday, August 19 2020 1:30PM: Restless. An hour on the phone with Reg this morning. It started as a video call but immediately I asked that we switch to audioContinue reading “Pandemic Journal & Inventory of the Mind”

Mellow Waste: On Living the Unpopular, Abnormal Reality

I watch the flowers; its red and white petals wilt quietly and right before my eyes. My lessor, Sharon hands it over to me two days after I sign the notice of termination on my lease. It’s been one year living here, a few months living with their son. The same fingers that point meContinue reading “Mellow Waste: On Living the Unpopular, Abnormal Reality”

My First Protest in America: A Brief Witnessing & Haunting Inquiry

“I did not know then that this is what life is – just when you master the geometry of one world, it slips away, and suddenly again, you’re swarmed by strange shapes and impossible angles.” – Ta-Nehisi Coates I remember my friend telling me about racism when I arrived in America in August last yearContinue reading “My First Protest in America: A Brief Witnessing & Haunting Inquiry”

Collective Survival in ‘How to Write My Country’s Name’ [Review]

In a time where a pandemic is throttling the global economy and there’s an increasing attempt to quantify and mitigate loss, I find myself thinking about home now more than ever, seeking updates about the cases, following government intervention and subconsciously comparing the two realities- how different would things be if I were home? WillContinue reading “Collective Survival in ‘How to Write My Country’s Name’ [Review]”

What You’ve Heard is True. I Have a Book.

I cannot think of any better time to use Carolyn Forché’s words other than this moment in my life. What you have heard is true, I have a book coming. A whole book, a spine of life launching out into the world in two months. And I suppose until yesterday, only four people knew aboutContinue reading “What You’ve Heard is True. I Have a Book.”

This is for You – A Short Story

I shouldn’t say this, but I was content; having you stay home and not have to share your story with friends at work. The role of a journalist is to give an account, to dig and unearth truths, and to make known what they find. You have always been the one thrusting a microphone intoContinue reading “This is for You – A Short Story”

Acceleration – A Short Story

To be condemned isn’t always the worst ending. I say this because I know nothing comes close to taking a judgement upon oneself, wanting to draw your own hands to your neck and choke the life out of you because the body, as we know it, can be its own weapon. Its own enemy. TheContinue reading “Acceleration – A Short Story”