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Poetry
Evil Eye
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Mama calls me wilted, a flower bending inwards. In other words, depressed. Nani calls it nazar. A remedy, an illness. Carried by all. Contagious. Tightrope between…

Poetry
Fear of Intimacy
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A toasty touch lingered in the elevator between breaths. A slick, green, and clean rod–encircled by mist–breached only by a set of lips, hovered gloriously in…

Poetry
listen man
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all these white women get to bore me. i have nothing to say and when i do i am a live museum exhibit that they…

Essays
Feminist Aunties
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Where did you find feminism? From whom did you find feminism? My project in Living a Feminist Life was to tell my feminist story: the story…

Poetry
Bangles
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the English language does not make sense to you but you like this word, for it means what it says. crestfallen. waves rise precipitously, tremble under…

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