Writing is a major part of who I am. And before I realized that I was a writer, I had been writing years prior to that. One day I was like, wait, I am a writer. With writing, I have been able to say what I couldn’t say. It is my safest place and one... Continue Reading →
Trigger Warning: The following story is based on real-life events and talks about suicide. That February day back in 2008, I was a middle school student. I had school at noon shift and was preparing myself at around 11:40 a.m. Half an hour later, my best friend, Zoya, knocked on the door. She used to... Continue Reading →
I feel so empty, As if I'm drained from every emotion. As if no expressions Or words exist in me. I try to catch something here And something there But to no avail. This makes me worry About not being able To construct another poem Ever again. To put all these beautiful words Next to... Continue Reading →
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