I am grateful for the freedom to savour the beauty of another without tainting that knowing with the need to possess or define it.
THE DEAD IS NOT THE TARGET OF GRIEF
The sun was just cracking out of the dawn’s clouds when it suddenly went dim on Seyyīd, my nephew.
THE ART OF COMPLETING A CYCLE
One day, I wake up to her crying in the middle of the night. She has my phone in her hands. I do not have to ask why she is crying. I know.
I THOUGHT GRIEF WAS A ONE-WAY TICKET
I lost my dad in an accident on the 5th of June, 2019. I was in school when I got the call to come home immediately.
WE DON’T HAVE CONVERSATIONS ANYMORE, WE JUST WANT TO FUCK
“Hey handsome, nice to meet you. Are you open to friends with benefits?”