It’s been an entire year since I stopped the count as a “single woman actively dating”. It’s our first ever anniversary together. The past year was unexpected and exceptional. We got together as he moved all his belongings from his old apartment to his new one in Fribourg, as I was actively looking for the […]
Tag: love
#fonction #éducative
Je dois reformuler quelque chose que j’ai entendu récemment… (à mon avis) La fonction éducative de la vie est le rêve de tout philosophe moraliste et de toute propagande conservatrice. Pour vivre pleinement, ne cherchez pas la fonction éducative de la vie, car comme l’art, il n’y a pas de fonction éducative ici!
#Change #starts with #I & #We
In a world where boys are told not to cry, I tell mine that I hear him. I hear him and I am here for him. That he is smart, intelligent, kind. That he is not to be bound by gendered norms but simply be a good human. For he’s a gift like our neighbour’s […]
#children
Children are like wild flowers. Their imperfections are perfect, their heart – shiny and glistening like plants after first rain.
#selfhate
Self-hate has left tally marks on her skin. One, two, three, four and a strike through! Five. In clusters. Here and there. We tally our beer, she tallied her pain. Till one day she stopped. She reached the highest level of self-loathing: So much so it flipped. A soul that reached serenity by fighting against […]
#Love
Read somewhere: if your partner loves you, will show it through small gestures that you never expected. Yesterday, as I struggled to braid my hair, mine came to aid: it wasn’t the prettiest, but it was for the grittiest of all girlfriends. His perfect gesture – helping to braid my hair.
#Poochie: Ode to my Dog
I see my dog turning old, lose skin under her neck, I see her sleeping more and more, nodding off as she pretends to stay awake. I sit there talking to someone, a person who promises the world to me. I take my book and open a page – last poems I published about an […]
Mommy Diaries : Teething and Trouble.
One of the worst things that one can go through as a new mommy is have your baby in your arm and he starts crying while looking up at you with full faith that you can help. But you are equally helpless, as you know not what to do to soothe their pain. My baby […]
#Beer
It is always the pious who point out beer is sinful. Yet artists and designers believe – beer ideas are by far the best ideas, for many battles have been fought and won with hop as primary nourishment, and many students survived another semester due to beer bonding at many fests.
#coffee
Every morning I can assure you that I fall – I fall not into a trap, nor in love, nor into my baby’s array of things all over our apartment. I fall for coffee.
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 