Meta’s “Twitter-killer” app, Threads, reached 100 million users in its first five days. Under a month later, there are talks about whether the app has already failed. Valid reasons: its exclusion from the European Union because of privacy and data protection reasons; its complete disregard for accessibility. A few, also discussed reasons: it is very…
Photo by Dovile Ramoskaite on Unsplash. i left my shoes in Queens ‘cause they didn’t fit into my luggage they had walked roads that didn’t take me anywhere they had gone the long distance for no good reason they had gotten unwanted and unwarranted comments about the way i choose to walk through life i…
i took my dress off ‘cause it made me think of you of all your failed efforts to look away that sunday evening of how your eyes kept undressing me with every glance stripping away in your mind that dress I only bought so you would take it off i took my nails off ‘cause…
The notion that us walking down the street somehow “invites” these comments stems from the idea that female bodies are public spaces, perform a public service, and belong to society as a whole, unlike male bodies, which are private and not a battleground for public discourse.
My favorite dress, not that one, the one that you remember so well ―that one survived for no reason in my overflow bag. A bottle of impossible glowTM that Laura made me buy and that now I don’t know how to live without. A couple of books I took for the trip and never got…
She has had her heart broken one too many times, but she thinks everyone else has too. She likes making up stories about the people she sees in the subway, walking down the streets, across the park: every one a glimmering heap of broken glass, all shimmer and reflection and piercing edges of beauty and…
i knew this would be a disaster –what disaster? you say– from the first moment our eyes met in that long hallway you walked towards me and i know my smile said all you needed i knew this would be a disaster –what disaster? you say– from those long calls where we said nothing where…
I tend to justify many of my decisions —my impulsive choices and my mercurial disposition— by quoting Anaïs Nin, who famously turned down a profile on Harper’s Bazaar by saying: My life is not possible to tell. I change every day, change my patterns, my concepts, my interpretations. I am a series of moods and…
I think I’m more at home in transience than in places, in liminal spaces like airports and hotels, in traveling and unbeing than in the rooted notion of a country with borders and tags and specific requirements. I’m most at home at home, in my apartment that is almost a non-place in itself, made out…
~ looking for ~ now that you’re gone people ask what i’m looking in a man but the fact is i’m not looking anymore i do want someone to hold my naked body in the cold nights under the blankets, the way you stopped doing many years ago but i’m not looking for them i…
