The angles, the curves
The points in which my anatomy intertwines
Braided into the outline of a crooked bay
As if it was improvised
Kaleidoscope
I am a kaleidoscope
compiled with infinite colors.
A cosmic spectrum of hues.
البحث عن الذات
قيلَ إن أفضل ما يمكن أن يفعله المرء لنفسه هو أن يجدها. أن يخلق مرسى لترسوا عليه أفكاره بين تخبط أمواجها و أن يحتفظ ببويضاته العذراء ليلدها
Women in Medicine
If I tell you to imagine a doctor, you will directly picture a man, whereas if I tell you to think of a nurse, your mind will immediately perceive a woman.
Claustrophobe
Stick to me like a smoky breath after I have had my fifth cigarette Even if I brush my newly stained teeth or chew mint flavoured bubblegum It is sometimes…
Redefining Femininity: Two Generations of Care Work
In fact, mothering, teaching, and nursing are just a few examples of care work that societies cannot persist without. However, just like most kinds of care work, they are gendered and feminized and thus highly undervalued and underappreciated.
The Undignified Divide
My love, my hope, my faithful patriots
Are slowly dying to stay alive
Presented with only two
Undignified choices to survive:
The fisherman’s bread
Or
The sashimi of corruption
The Self: Theme of the Month | موضوع الشهر عن: الذات
Is the process of undoing, molding, and forming the Self linear? Are we in a perpetual state of forming? We invite you to write.
When the Bleeding Stops
The paper lies empty on my bed at night
And my pen won’t bleed anymore
Brain Dead
My blood is boiling,
My mind is running on a treadmill powered by broken thoughts,
shards here and there
all over the pillows and the sheets.