“i love myself.” the quietest. simplest. most powerful. revolution. ever.” This is a poem by Nayyirah Waheed, from her collection “salt.”. Her poems are gentle, deeply introspective and powerful. She talks of self-love, of acceptance, of patience, of growth, similarly to Rupi Kaur. This poem warms my heart, with love… Read More »Gold in Our Veins
I’m 20 years old. Mine is the age of friends, of university, of trying out odd jobs here and there, of moving out, of travelling, of going to parties, of trying to figure out what I want to do with my future, and also of ignoring my future, because I’m… Read More »Pandemic Reflections
“And we fight. We fight like hell. And if you don’t fight like hell, you’re not going to have a country anymore. Our exciting adventures and boldest endeavours have not yet begun.” These were the words of Donald Trump during his rally on the 6th of January, in Washington D.C.… Read More »Trump’s Demise
