Sometimes, my shyness is excruciating. It cracks my bones. And my body, my body waiting like a ship to move through waters, to navigate waves, to flow and rise up and move like air. But my eyes are closed. My fists tight. My shyness is excruciating sometimes.
You see the truth in a moment. You see it’s contours highlighted through a shape. You recognise the light in it. The way it fits freely and flows like air without any lines or angles. The truth, when recognised, when shared opens the sky like stars.
I recently met a young girl, who reminded me a lot of myself when I was younger. Quirky, funny, awkward, kind and somewhat misguided. I immediately disliked her. I found her enthusiasm annoying, grating, juvenile – the world isn’t gonna’ turn out like you think it will, is what I […]
Sajjad is the best hugger in the world. I tell him every time I see him. And I mean it. Lately, I’ve been trying to think what it is, that makes his hugs special. Yes, he’s a firm little man with a sweet smile but that’s not it. And then […]
My mother, once, cleaning a chicken, turned it over and I, with my nose screwed, examined its innards and asked what those things were and my mother pointing to the white sacs, said they were eggs, waiting to be hatched.
He knew, before I knew, what I was thinking while I was looking at the floor. And in his face I saw recognition and thought to myself, gosh did I think that aloud? Did we just have a silent conversation? But no, such things are not possible in the world. […]
On the train back from New Haven to New York, I sit on a seat too hard and try to make as many phone calls as possible. B agrees to buy tickets for a Broadway show and I plan in my head how to get from Grand Central to Times […]
One night, after visiting a friend at Columbia, I went walking through the upper west side of Manhattan. It was quiet and cold and the blooms in the trees above had seemingly come out overnight. The following photographs attempt to capture the delicate play between light and dark that night […]
Standing behind a building, around the corner, in a space in the wall, hands on your knees, back against the wall, breathing hard, breathing in, trying to focus on the stars. No sound except your breathing. A square of light opens briefly in the parking lot as people enter, the […]
