everything about
our first kiss
was bittersweet.
your lips tasted of
smooth tobacco
and mine of
sticky mangoes.
at the creek behind your house
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October 5, 2014
Making Room: Relationships of the (formerly) chronically single
05October2014
For the past 9 months, I’ve had the great fortune of experiencing a wealth of love and travel but have had no idea how to translate it onto digital paper without sounding full of myself. And admittedly, unless I’m talking to my friend Sukanya who is really really good at asking specific juicy questions, I’ve been pretty mum about it in real life as well. Because honestly, do people really wanna...
January 28, 2014
For The First Time In A Long Time
28January2014
It’s been nearly a year since I’ve published a piece on this blog and honestly, I’m getting hot flashes of anxiety as I type out this first sentence. I feel like a fallen child star clawing her way back to relevancy, praying that you’ll take me back. It’s my first time in a long time, so remember, please be gentle. My friends and I ventured off to France and Spain for 2 weeks this month, hoping...
February 22, 2013
Nesting, A Tale of Betrayal
22February2013
My roomies and I were doing seemingly typical Thursday night things – rating engagement rings on the Tiffany website, discussing the pros and cons of raising a child on the east coast vs. the west coast (I’d want a kid with Hollywood charisma but an Ivy League education), comparing the effectiveness of Oxiclean to a trusty storebrand detergent – when it occurred to me. We are nesting. In a...
