I painted this self portrait in 2024 and it has only hung up prominently in my house in 2025. I call it an ode to Sara
A portrait of this woman on fire
we could be in revolt
On the "you can't blame the government" sentiment...
sometimes in january
on the ways in which our bodies remember past traumas and find expression
travel lethargy: numb goodbyes and anxious hellos
11 September 2018 London Heathrow Terminal 3 20:13 Travel Diary i left like I had arrived. harried and panicked. going through motions, its hard not to feel like leaving is fragmenting as though losing bits of yourself. but arrival is no better, all you've got are the pieces of you that survived. i am sitting... Continue Reading →
i trust myself
October 2016, At a 'Healing Retreat', one of the participants says: "I trust myself" and I burst into tears. Three simple words. I think about them everyday and sometimes like that day, I hurt. I have always had 'trust issues'. You can't trust anyone. Its a lesson I am taught through pain and at perhaps... Continue Reading →
1 Year Later: A Happy Birthday To Me
31 May 2018 The Healing It's The Afroist's birthday today, and I am all sorts of emotional having just reread the first post I wrote one year ago. Reading it, I found myself cringing a little at some of the odd phrasing, wanting to edit it, and convincing myself not to, as a pledge to... Continue Reading →
Choosing Single
an essay and some poetry on love, self-love and singlehood
Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): A Photo Essay
An essay in prose and verse format on travelling and depression.
and on some days- insomnia, looks like this
Photo Prose/Verse on Insomnia
2018: Unwaveringly Herself
Unwaveringly herself! The first time I wrote those words it was almost flippantly. In an Instagram post even. But these two words. That effortless phrase, has become a life philosophy. As the new year begins however, I had felt myself a little empty, lacking in meaningful resolutions to pen down. But I soon realised, that... Continue Reading →
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