Countdown
We start at 10.
As you get older, you will realize that there is one thing that becomes glaringly obvious. Life is filled with change, chance, and uncertainty. But throughout my 14 years, I have garnered 10 things that I know and believe to always be true. Here are mine. What are yours? 1. Nothing lasts forever. Whether it’s relationships, emotions,…
May you never forget, fortissimo.
At one point in each and every single one of our lives, we’ve all taken our mothers for granted. Whether it’s forgetting to say a quick, “love you!” before heading off to school or, “thanks!” for doing something, it’s happened, and none of us can deny it. Mother’s day isn’t about how you wish your mum or honouring the…
Middle school is a… well, interesting experience, but nonetheless integral to one’s life. It’s something everyone goes through, at one point. I’m about to be thrown into high school in less than six months. It really made me think, because here I am, in the 8th grade, 13 years old, and not prepared for it at…
The day I scrolled through my Facebook timeline 3 years ago and watched slam poetry champion, Neil Hilborn, perform this was the day I fell in love with slam poetry: I vividly remember tearing up because his performance was so passionate and raw, and I had no clue until that moment such kind of art existed.…
With Valentine’s Day here, love (and maybe some resentment) is in the air. Couples are yet again reminded to declare their undying love for one another by gifting heart-shaped chocolates, beautiful fresh flowers, cuddly teddy bears, and….good ol’ consumerism. Whether it be a store bought card, a diamond necklace, or a plush toy heart that…
17th birthdays aren’t that exciting, which I now know. At 16 you can finally drive, 18 you’re legal but 17 is this awkward year where you’re not quite an adult but also don’t qualify as a kid anymore. There are expectations set out as you prepare for adulthood and for some who are graduating like…
I discovered American poet Nash Consing purely by chance. Scrolling through my Instagram feed on a late May evening nearly two years ago, I came across a collaboration between Nash and fellow Instagram poet, Alexa (@ar_poems). I subsequently followed Consing’s account, and perhaps it was the mix of writing and aesthetics that drew me in…
You know who you are.
Dear Friend, I would first like to apologize for being quite long-winded, but I have a lot to say and this letter does not even scratch the surface of what would like to express. I do not pretend to operate under any pretence that religion plays an active role in my life any more than…
Jambo! Habari Gani? Mzuri? Mzuri! And that was it. My level of competency in Swahili reached a grand level of four words. And that’s where verbal communication ended. I didn’t literally comprehend what the children were saying, but their eyes expressed all that needed to be heard. Our relationships weren’t based on anything that could…
I plowed a bit of earth one day, Which I had put lilies and wildflowers in galore. And my garden had a little white-washed fence, Which I re-painted annually My garden wasn’t a royal one, With its homey flowers, But what had I seen of Paris or Rome? So I thought it to be very regal.…