Oftentimes I’ve found myself looking for home in other people, people who are so immersed in everything else that they have nothing to give me. So, I’ve realized that my only true shelter will only be me, I’ll reside only in myself; I’ve stopped demanding a home from others. My bones are home, to the

Almost everyone suffers from anxiety and so do I, so I decided to pen down what my anxiety feels like and it was harder than I expected.   Sad days come with sirens, like the red light you saw, just before you woke up. Or the smell of anesthesia, that reminds you of death. Or

I’ve seen many women around me who had to give up their passion, their love just because society didn’t accept it. So when I was asked to write about what femininity means to me, all I could think about was these women who were forced to live a lie.   According to Google, and probably the

Being fat can be exhausting. Not only do the people around you make you feel ugly, but at some point you too fall deep into the ditch of self pity. As I helped myself out of this ditch, I wrote this poem to make myself, and hopefully others, understand that beauty is only a social