rose in midair

i'd like to go west, where the boundaries of our past do not bind us, where the wind takes us where it pleases, which is where we want t...

i lost my journal for the second time this year.

and despite my growing fears, we are together

you were vulnerable to get in touch with me and i was to let you in. we touched with water, pooling at each other's feet. we swam, jets ...

well. it touched me . Quoted from Liz's blog post: In 2000, I accompanied my mother to Sarajevo to meet a family that she had been supp...

i'd like to study anatomy where you are my textbook and my canvas is your eyes

so what is this aesthetic? the one that mocks our dream?

my beautiful friend and coworker Hend got married this past weekend. after a whirlwind of music (both latin and arabic) and words and dancin...

i did find your bed of anger i slept it it with my face down against the pillows, rank with the smell of your fear i made the bed of your an...

i am cradled in the heat of the night time your body emits air and i breathe it in i'm not sure where my heart wanders during our dreams...