I book a taxi to a mosque function this morning. Where I stay is quite an eye-sore, so I feel utterly grateful and lucky when the driver…… Read more “Sunday Chronicles: How nice is too nice?”
A house is not a home.
do you ever feel like a house hosting parties, and sleep overs, and visitations from people near and far: and after the merry and cheer after the…… Read more “A house is not a home.”
Are you really best friends?
This morning, I was making some travel plans and I was thinking oh yass, I will get a place to stay and so and so can even…… Read more “Are you really best friends?”
The magic of aloneness; the gift of companionship.
Being alone is magic. No festering worries, and the focus of your life is you. No need to justify your when and how, and your why’s don’t…… Read more “The magic of aloneness; the gift of companionship.”
Love me anyway.
Make my life easy Stand in love with me Don’t fall, lest you break I would catch you, but what if I fail? * Make my life…… Read more “Love me anyway.”
For the living things.
one, two close your eyes three, four melt into tears five, six let it fall seven, eight don’t make it stop nine, ten take a deep breath…… Read more “For the living things.”
Gone.
gone is the day when night comes it is what Sola says when she tells mama I just left with the train but gone is not you even…… Read more “Gone.”
Hearts don’t beat around here anymore.
We are in the age of dancing fingers Shallow hellos Rapid heys “How are you” “Good, and you?” “Good too” “Kk” Conversations have lost their touch People…… Read more “Hearts don’t beat around here anymore.”
Every day.
i struggle so deeply everyday to shove you in my back pocket or toss you in the middle of a pile of memories or lock you up…… Read more “Every day.”
Don’t tell me you don’t feel it too.
don’t tell me you don’t feel it too because it’s there slipping beneath our midnight conversations and the mile of distance between our fingers when we walk…… Read more “Don’t tell me you don’t feel it too.”
