In his world, he held power,
Gently cupped between two hands.
He developed a system of sounds so unique,
Stemming from onomatopoeia,
From monosyllables and meaningful hums,
That only mycelium seemed to understand.
He explored the farthest edges of the mind,
Articulating the present,
Under moonless nights,
He conversed with the jungle,
It’s impossible to get the waiter’s attention.
While I wait,
I watch the different textures,
Patterns, red lips, head-scarfs, and silky-summer-dresses,
Wrapped around Tania, Carmen, Umma, Magdalena’s body.
Or whatever her name was.
ordering artichoke salad instead of lobster bisque because…
That hungry ghost who won’t let…
Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain from your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you, and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly…
Have you ever wondered why you still have room for dessert even when you’re bursting after a five-course meal?
I’ve never really understood my sugar cravings, and I didn’t always have a sweet tooth. In fact, when I was a kid, I was so averse to sugar that I would…
A poem about folding and unfolding edges.
Ease of being is lost in tiny changes,
Small tweaks we make to be more like this,
Much less like that.
You should clean the stove, the toilet, your face,
Just scrub it clean until the shine hurts.
You should give the…
Choice is good for us.
We are better off having women’s rights and the ability to chose who we want to be. Today, celebrating femininity can look like strutting a catwalk in lingerie and high heels or wearing a burka in the streets of London.
Western culture celebrates choice, but…
However, when thinking about this monumental undertaking, we turn to city governments to develop and execute a vision of the future. As cities take cautious steps to launch their post-covid economic recovery plans, securing community engagement will be critical to achieving important global targets set out by the SDGs and…