The Guava Tree

    The Guava Tree

    “Guayaba, not gwa-vah,” she reminds me. I let this word melt onto my tongue It feels as dense as caramel, overwhelmingly sweet, and full of intention
    Crystallization

    Crystallization

    How many times are we Goin’ to the chapel in the churchyard Mr. Kierkegaard?
    Before the Chestnut Gatherers

    Before the Chestnut Gatherers

    I’m entranced by these women successively rising from the molten earth, like a ghostly dance, ripening into the cracked chestnut in the foreground.
    Mija

    Mija

    A word that brings comfort, an overwhelming sense of home.
    But You Chose for It

    But You Chose for It

    When the misconception that ‘more choices will mean more freedom’ starts to develop in a culture, it ends up putting uneven burden on the woman’s shoulders.
    An Offering

    An Offering

    How much bleach do you think we need to scrub the sky?
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