January 31, 2023
I don’t have any pre-title adjectives attached to my name. In other words, I haven’t been called brilliant, haven’t been nominated, celebrated, acclaimed, or given a trophy for something.
January 30, 2023
January 28, 2023
Oh, Muhammad ﷺ my love for you is infinite!
If I could rewind time, I would make my way to you.
My love for you is not like a wildflower
that blooms precipitously in a few days or hours;
January 28, 2023
This has been the battle of shades and tints A maximum taste of hate with no mint
January 26, 2023
Allison Hong’s book is mesmerizing and gut wrenching. Any one (especially women) who has felt the stab of betrayal, knows what Allison is going through.
January 25, 2023
I’ve forgotten
so many things.
I’ve forgotten how
to say “eleven”
in Spanish and
where I laid my phone…
January 24, 2023
Perhaps all things are beings, waiting for the right key to be turned at the right time, and we are but frustrated midwives, randomly trying different keys at different times to release them.
January 21, 2023
January 16, 2023
Coaxed by the garish sheen of Versailles gold that’s coating the near horizon, I take the day’s final hour out walking with no assurance of return.
January 15, 2023
During these 2 years, we have published writers and artists from 6 continents and subcontinents and 20+ countries, and over 500 pieces total!
January 14, 2023
January 13, 2023
Knowing that the piano had just been tuned that very afternoon, Mikel asked, “Are there any other notes that are ‘broken’?” Young Hans scrunched up his face and then plucked the piano keys from the very lowest bass notes to the delicate high notes. In all, he picked six other notes that were ‘broken’. Mikel told Hanson that the piano tuner had been there that afternoon but that he would call him and arrange for him to return and make sure that Hanson was there to “help” the tuner.