Drown me in your tea, honey, shroud me in the old Afghan. Stoke me up on the fireplace and try scouring me from every pan. Beat me out of your Persian, love, and sweep me Read more…

Did you realize that the days have now turned into weeks and weeks to months since you promised me to come home? I was always against you when you said you wanted to join the Read more…

“What it’s like coming from a broken home?” I didn’t have an answer to the question What do you do when you’re the only one who knows it’s broken? Broken to me is the cracks Read more…

In the fall I drew dragons on the backs of my one-night stands I wrote them vague poetry immortalizing their sweat and skin as I fell into the kind of stumbling, drunk love that forgets Read more…

Heard this story of a woman who had to recover money from a lady-colleague who avoided her calls …really amused at her style of recovery !! The story is as below: I called a married Read more…