Just when I thought I was starting to move past all the emotions and my obsessive thoughts about you, suddenly, you burst into my mind.
“Hey”
“Hey, what’s up?
“Nm, u?
“Nm either. What are u looking for?”
“Fun.”
What the fuck does that even mean?
Although I went to what was known as the “rich kid” school, I grew up far from that.
Here are three poems about love that look at different times: love’s beginnings, marital love, and love after loss. I hope…
Falling in love can be a tragedy or a master piece if you let it happen naturally.
A letter to my maternal grandmom
Dear Mamaiji,
So… moving on from where we left off.
Let’s take one step deeper and try to see the difference between heart and mind.