i am a tomato

My father looked at me in the eye and told me, that once I can make good ugali I should get married. I stood up and said too late but inside I stored what he said like an ugly precious. Festering inside me, soupy in a puddle of my hurt; that he measured me, as […]

love can will kill you

Love can kill you, easy. She hides behind this veneer of sacrifice and selflessness but in reality she’ll take everything you have to give without blinking. And tell you not to be a monkey about it. You become selfless because you don’t have a self anymore. You start to care more about this person than […]


Here is how it happens.

Here is what happens when people take each other for granted. At the beginning all is love and roses, skipping through sunflower fields, until commitment checks in and you think no one can leave. And since you think no one can leave, you feel like you’re entitled to everything that the other person is choosing […]

broken city

It’s all broken. I’m all broken. Tried to fix it But I can’t. Can’t re-fix it Can’t remix it Can’t, and you won’t I just can’t. Tried to keep this Love alive Tried to bear it Tried to thrive Can’t build it in a day Like Rome Can’t build it alone.  

who else

But when you kiss me and the world stops and I wonder why you stop and I think I’m being greedy but who else am I supposed to be greedy for; who am I supposed to constantly want if not the lips I wake up to and fall asleep to and dream to and sing […]

We are heavy.

Ah, my heart is heavy so heavy. It sits like a fat Turkish lord Overbearing, with studded rings and opulence spilling flesh I still need onto a carpeted floor. Your heart is heavy? says the earth, whispering to me as she cradles my pieces Think how many feet have trod on me in battles, feet […]

Number 2: Not All Women

For some women, you know, it changes. We start off with me all over your body, needing to breathe you and feel you constantly, ceaselessly, wondrously, until you feel like a smothered treasure, no breath, no air. Then at some point, when you make your displeasure at our stifling known, it changes. Then we retreat […]

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