Not everything has to be spectacular— for it to have been life, love and laughter. It can just be.
we could be in revolt
On the "you can't blame the government" sentiment...
teetering
of reluctant lingering in the place of hollow bodies
on anarchy in the disaster state: reflections on Bakunin’s fanatic love of liberty
a stream of consciousness on the state amidst the coronavirus pandemic
mama don’t call me dirty
of ptsd
vaginismus
isn't it a wonder that the body can know the spirit so well?
still.dark.hollow
"home is not where you were born, home is where all attempts to escape cease"- naguib mahfouz
scour
on love and sex
indefatigable
of memory and existentialism
the strangers
choosing light
