Darshana AvilaCOVID-19 Chronicles: My Mother’s EyesMy mom and I got to look into each other’s eyes today.Apr 8, 2020Apr 8, 2020
Darshana AvilaShelter-In-Place: A New Day DawnsThis comes directly from my personal morning pages — 3/17/20. It was begun while out watching the sky at 6:35am PST, journal and pen in…Mar 17, 2020Mar 17, 2020
Darshana AvilaThank you, Coronavirus. A poem of truth and reckoning.We have known deep in our bones this day would comeMar 14, 2020Mar 14, 2020
Darshana AvilaErotic Expression and Belonging:Connecting to the Essence of Human BeingnessMar 2, 2020Mar 2, 2020
Darshana AvilaTHE DANCE OF GRIEFThe weight of this world will not break you, dear oneFeb 3, 20201Feb 3, 20201
Darshana AvilaSHE SPEAKS THROUGH ME: An “angry woman’s” pledgeYou think it’s cause I like to fight That I bear my fangs and claws That I continue to scream out loud That I push forward for the causeJan 30, 20202Jan 30, 20202