The day I almost died

the day i almost died

Tschechische Prag, den 13. Juli 2013. The day I jumped out of an airplane, I didn’t quite think much of it. I was having fun like young dumb girls do with their young dumb friends. It wasn’t for the blood boiling gut wrenching eye-popping gush of adrenaline. It wasn’t exactly a dare either. Two small […]

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On Adulting and Reading

on reading while adulting

Do people still read for fun? Even a two year old can see through my façade whenever I announce, I’m gonna read a book. Don’t get me wrong, I love reading. Did I say love? I loved reading some eight years back. My curiosity always got the upper hand. I wanted so much to be […]

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The Interview

the interview

Den 6. Mai. 2019. It was an especially windy morning and I was in a losing battle with the rain, my least favourite forecast. By now my mascara was like a plangent river and my nipples seem to have resisted all the confines I had on, and were poking out as if in protest. This […]

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I too have something to say

I too have something to say

Breaking news, beautiful people, I’m back!. If you’re wondering what I mean by that, I honestly have no inkling. But today, I too have something to say regarding cultural silence and violence towards women. The other day, My dad posted something about why women’s modesty is equal to virtuousness on our whatsapp group. My sister […]

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Smoke

smoke

I sometimes think about hugging you in the middle of a passing crowd in the narrow fashion district. Neither of us can claim bewildering growth, we just perceive that someday these tiny baby steps will amount to an Alpen. It wasn’t so long ago we met. As always with your saucer eyes, and a self-righteous […]

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Emerald city

Emerald city

Mirror mirror, What if I was a stranger in Emerald city, ten white horses galloping in front of me, leading the way to the King’s quadrangle, where I bow to her royal highness. I’d serenade her and spill some tea….perhaps even all of it. It would be nice to live and let loose, not a […]

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The language

the language

Puff it once. Let the smoke dance on the skin until you sucks it back like vacuum. And your eyes overflow with tears like a breaking dam. Pain is a painting of haunted memories you treasure. But if you blood turns black, you’ll risk playing Russian roulette with demons. Living in a society with borders […]

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Silent eyes

silent eyes

I was standing at the front of my mat with my feet rooted to the earth, much like a woman with silent eyes waiting for hours at a bus stop. Prudently listening and smiling, like her cares had been washed away with dunes on midnight’s wave and she didn’t have anywhere to be. Though she […]

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Delilah’s wish

Delilah's wish

She waited at the foot of mother’s rocking chair, next to the polka- dot curtains, cuddling her head between the flesh of her palms. Mother was 122 years old with the smile of a 6 year Mädel. Her silver hair was ankle-long and growing. She reminded Delilah of an orange orchid that blossomed in spring. […]

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Black realness meets pop culture

black realness meets pop culture

I’m still gagging. *Warning: this post is slightly ethnic heavy* To usher us into a new era of super fierce black realness, Solange released her new Album with her single “Almeda”. Here’s my 2 cents; Hello 911, what’s your emerg—? mumbles You say he’s suffering from persistent convulsions? Give that man a bolus of melanin […]

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