PinnedDaniella NasyaOf pajamas, clouds and streetlights.“Dressed in pink and blue pajamas, satisfied within the confines of his own bedroom, Xavier de Maistre was gently nudging us to try, before…Aug 13, 2022Aug 13, 2022
PinnedDaniella NasyaAn Ode to the U-BahnI may have a slight obsession with this city. Let me begin this the right way — there is a city that I have only been to three times, and…Oct 14, 2021Oct 14, 2021
Daniella NasyaA Series of Thank YousTo the pickpocket in Sitges. Thank you for being bad at pickpocketing. You can be commended for your timing — a tourist lifting a heavy…Aug 6, 2023Aug 6, 2023
Daniella NasyaRaging Against ThemAs a teenager, I always used to compose mental arguments against Them. And by Them, I mean some vaguely defined opposition to my beliefs…Jun 30, 2023Jun 30, 2023
Daniella NasyaIstanbul on a South African BudgetIstanbul truly is a magical city. Whether the neon lights are glinting off the wet cobblestoned streets or the clear sky is tinged with…Apr 1, 2023Apr 1, 2023
Daniella NasyaBeşiktaş at 6pm on a SundayWe stepped onto Dolmabahçe Cd. and found ourselves carried along in the rush of black and white. The men were in their uniform of blue…Mar 7, 2023Mar 7, 2023
Daniella NasyaRhodaI’m going to tell you about a young servant girl called Rhoda. Her name means Rose, a flower that blooms and gives off a delightful scent…Feb 7, 2023Feb 7, 2023
Daniella NasyaWhy should I set this down?Before you read the following musings of a tired, end-of-the-week mind, I ask that you read this poem. Read it aloud; that’s the best way…Oct 14, 2022Oct 14, 2022
