The artist is taciturn, he’s subtle, he’s monochromaticWhy doesn’t the artist speak?The artist speaks, of course, he does He speaks, he shouts, he sings, he cries, he bellows, he laughs, he mocks, he questions, he answers The artist speaks through his artThe art is loud, it’s bold, it’s jarringThe art says more than words, spoken […]

My father is the sandHe keeps nothingHe erases everythingHe records no memory of my folliesHe washes away all my fears My mother is the seaShe leaves nothingShe dissolves everythingShe buries every memory of my painShe embraces all my flaws The shore is where they meetOne builds me up tall and strongGrounded and self-assuredOne scatters me […]

“Be like water” ~Bruce Lee Under strict police crackdown of peaceful protests around the country, to express our disagreement with discriminatory legislation, the people of India began to self-organize pop-up flash protests, in which we flow like water, resilient, impossible to grasp, yet indomitable and life-affirming. Be like smoke. Blow. Blow into eyes and make […]

I fall asleep in one town I wake up in the next I have no home to call my own My mind: it knows no rest My thoughts: now scattered, now formative I’m filled with wanderlust You hear my footfalls in the night Kicking up the dust