Nonfiction
Beloved Brother Gone-Part 2
The visit to Ottawa ended. Nothing had been resolved. It was clear Sudhir needed to continue under supervised care, and he was sick of ...My Mother’s Strength
My mother taught me strength. The way she sauntered into university boardrooms Wearing spiked heels she carried to the car Because it was still ...Clockwork Courage
Standing on the precipice Anticipating the plungeYet, poisonous talons of fear Tear into my flesh Sinking deep into my hand,anesthetizing prefrontal cortex Pumping procrastination ...Allow Fate to Determine your Mantra to Energize the New Year
Scrolling through Facebook as 2023 neared its end, I came across a post on finding your mantra for 2024. Refusing to set myself up ...New Year, Now What?
The holidays are busy for everyone. It’s a flurry of presents, loved ones, and memories. Honestly, after all the celebrations, I’m lost on how ...Resolutions
A poem about my new year's resolution to step out from the shadows and write what I love.The Newness of Years
every year dawns newcrisp chills on the wind the flowing of time as we all prepare hopes for a better futuredesire for a brighter ...The Holiday’s Over
The sound of jingling bells drifts away The fading glitter of fireworks bid farewell My grandma’s cologne warm scent lingers on the couch Signaling ...Beloved Brother Gone-Part 1
In the hushed, soft-lit room, Sudhir lies in a pine coffin draped with a white cloth. Munna, my younger sister, and I arrange white ...
