I saw myself in your eyes And I must have fallen for my reflection: The portrait of some foreign girl I never really knew, Who was much greater than me. If I loved you-- and I think I did It wasn't conventional: I loved your eyes And the way they saw me.
Who I am and why I’m here
Funny enough, I've never written an introductory post on this blog. Sure, I've written many actual posts where in which I dive right into cultural criticism, diasporic writings and art, but I figure I should provide some context about who I am and why I write. So, here I am making the gesture now. I'm... Continue Reading →
Puddles
In the pools I mop up, From vases turned over, I often see your reflection. It's Valentine's Day again, And you bring me flowers that are So fragrant and red-- Simply scented to mask the smell of your cheating. I hear the girl's voice echo from the bottom of the vase I see her reflection... Continue Reading →
Rant: My BLACK Girlfriend
--for my ex boyfriend Every now and then I take a moment to forgive the people in my life who have used me as their token "black friend." By that I mean the people I've known who have used me as an excuse when defending their racism. Now, being a person of colour and dating... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 