KNES 444: Critical Aspects on the Body

If self-love was a person… When I was 4, I remember meeting you for the first time. I was introduced to you through my mother. She made you such an important part of her life, it was inevitable our paths would collide one day. I didn’t quite understand you then. I thought you were kind […]

Silence

The creases in my hands tell stories like words in the form of poetry. Delicately and with grace, A burning pit of hurt and rage. The shadows beneath my eyes are painted like a dark veil Sculpted by the sleepless nights I was too busy thinking of you The skin near my nails, dry and […]

Metaphor of Me

I am a candle. People often times will ignite the kindle I already possess because I have this fear of either not burning at all or burning too fast. I am both the fuel that keeps me going, yet the destruction of my own being. I am melting away as I continue to dance in […]

Everything Reminds Me of Him

Everything reminds me of him. The way the water kisses the shore. The way the birds sing love songs. The way the winds echo his name. He is everywhere but he is nowhere. I am in awe of his presence but angered by his absence. My heart feels like the iceberg drifting down the river, […]

Where I Come From

I am from a line of powerful women, supernovas of existence, they taught me to become everything I wanted the world to be. I am from two aspiring Indian immigrants who left everything back home and traveled abroad. I am from love and more love that taught me the art of kindness Of learning to […]

The Dilemma of Black Coffee

We were sitting face to face at the local coffee shop near my house, packed with people ordering and struggling to find seats. It was unusual seeing the whites and blacks in the same place, unusual but pleasant.Ever since the civil rights movement in Mississippi had taken the stage in the 50’s, that’s all anyone […]

Some Loves Never Die

With him life was routine, without him was unfamiliar. I had lived so many nights with your legs intertwined with mine and my hair laced with your smell that I did not know how to fall asleep alone. Really, I did not know how to do anything but indulge in your absence. I still find […]

Intoxicated

It is 2:00 am. The Temptation. It’s always the hours past midnight that make my thoughts come to life. Like flames dancing to their own crackling against a canvas of the night. They spark up my mind and demand to be noticed. I have had many of these nights during the past 2 weeks of […]

Interview

The following is an interview taken from a cancer patient battling Leukemia who, throughout my volunteering experience, has become a good friend. The identity of this person has been kept hidden for hospital confidentiality and in respect for the patient.   I scan my badge across the metal detector, eager to visit one of my absolute favorite […]