Kamustha Folks! Creativity was indeed playing a game of hide and seek with me. After weeks of trying to jot down a successful poem, inspiration finally gave up the game. So today while I was trying to occupy enough space in the public bus with people pushing and pulling, I finally found the perfect story! […]Read More The boy who smiled when the garbage truck passed.
A dedication to my father who buried his dreams to make mine come true.Read More THE SECRETS MY NOTEBOOKS HELD
About the fear of poetry that continues to lurk in the corners of my mind.Read More FUNERAL BLUES (Toxic Waste #6)