I’m a woman and yes of course I have a vagina. I just realised that I haven’t written this word once on my blog. Shame on me. Anyway, to make up for it let’s all say it: VAGINA! VAGINA! VAGINA! See? Not so bad, now was it? Oh wait, I should note here that I am partial to the word “cunt” as well. I’ll have … Continue reading Vagina!
Trust is not a one way thing. It’s ironic that people ask me for relationship advice. You’d think I’m some very experienced woman with enough ruined relationships to serve as a sort of guru. I’m not. Every time a woman in particular asks me for advice the conversation ends one way. She’s depressed and angry by the end of it and usually writes me off … Continue reading Stop run ya man’s phone, email and facebook!
The unsaid. The unborn. Impregnated with words, feelings, so much of me. Sharing a quick moment with you while I’m on the go. Sara. Continue reading Silence…
Somewhere in our backyard, I’m sure the roots of the old neem tree still plunge into the earth refusing to let go. The past is exactly like that, entwined with our being, adding to the equation which makes us who we are. Deepavali has always been a routine thing in my home. Every now and then a stranger joins us but they never manage to … Continue reading Roots – This hard, unrelenting thing
There she is rising, rising still. Life’s best moments capture us in unexpected waves. They sweep us up in a wild tide and deposit us on some foreign shore that didn’t exist, that shouldn’t exist, that exists amidst the madness of our world. A red moon, a warm body, crashing Atlantic waves and star studded blackness become a memory etched, engraved, branded, scorched into a … Continue reading Red Moon
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