Pensive Piscean

Come swim in my ocean, amidst pearls and seaweed and resist the urge to drown

Month

October 2017

metoo, methree, meinfinitiy

I’m struggling to understand the shock expressed at the magnitude of the #metoo affirmations. This revelation was made to me when I was fifteen, at a slumber party with eight or nine other girls. When we were exhausted from indulging… Continue Reading →

Spread your Legs

Spread your legs. She’s three. Her mother gives her a bath and dries her, parts the precious folds between her thighs and wipes them gently. Spread your legs. She’s sixteen, curled uncomfortably

Kaleidoscopic Me

I’ve been freelance writing for a bunch of publications and one of them asked me for a good picture of myself. Digging through my phone and other albums, the sad realization dawned- In the past five years I haven’t managed… Continue Reading →

A feminist walks into a dance bar…

The red neon light flickered boldly with the sign “Indian Dance Bar”. With a mixture of trepidation and curiosity I stepped in and was greeted by pitch black walls that seemed to create an odd cavernous atmosphere, a massive television… Continue Reading →

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