013// Relive Me

It’s lovely to me the way you talk about the parts of life that get you excitedit’s as if you are experiencing them for the very first timeover and overWatching your eyes light up anew as you relive something that has already thrilled you once before-it’s a privilege.I find myself becoming increasing attached to the […]

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009//My Mother is a Shapeshifter

How can i understand what it means to provide a home when i have not felt what it’s like to have two hearts beating together i age, and think to myself that i understand sacrifices willpower strength and resilience without ever having the expectation to reciprocate the way She has moulded Herself to fit my […]

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Love Month

February rolls around and there are are a few types of people: You love valentines day and everything, I mean everything  is pink. Right down to the little red hearts you draw in your agenda. You hate valentines day with a burning passion and tend to gravitate towards ignoring the fact that pink, a wretched colour, […]

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Places Love Exists (Europe Edition)

For about as long as I can remember I have been showered with love. I am so unbelievably lucky to have grown up in a family that said “I love you” more than necessary (you can never say it enough).  I’ve always inherently known that love exists. Love is important. Love is a powerful emotion […]

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Fuschl Am See

Much of the writing I find myself recording in the little books I carry around with me is observation. Throughout my time in Europe I did my best to see people, to listen to the things that were occurring around me. One day, while my family spent some time on the lake in Austria, a […]

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World Hijab Day 

Yesterday was #worldhijabday and my friend Jamie and I had the oppourtunity to try on a hijab in the student Center of McMaster University. While I can’t even begin to pretend I know what it’s like to put on a hijab with pride and fear that you’ll spend the day being ridiculed, mocked and harassed- […]

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007// Finding Home

I wrote the first few lines of this poem in a grocery store parking lot in the notes section of my phone. The idea of home is something I’ve turned over in my mind for quiet a few years now and I’ve never really been sure what to make of it. However, in a hotel […]

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Endless Possibilities 

Starting a new book always leaves my mind buzzing. The prospect of 200 blank pages waiting to be filled over the next few months is mind boggling- these pages represent the spaces that will be left where the tears fell and the ink can’t write, or the scribbles that try to tie my brain back […]

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004// The Artist

  It’s that weird feeling you know when you feel like you get someone’s heart but you just don’t. you know you have painted waves under their collar bones and the trees on their inner thighs  but you didn’t stick around to help them tread water or grow in the sunlight. How can you take […]

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