No number of friendship bands and pinky promises can hold together a friendship that’s run its course.
A poem on changing seasons and friendships.
Familiarity justifies several microaggressions and benevolent violence inflicted on individuals.
An essay on domestic abuse and friendship.
A narrative on complex female friendships and growing up.
On breaking objects, friendships, special bonds and understanding various aspects of life while growing up.
A poem on nurturing bonds while coping with our personal losses during the pandemic.
By choosing to talk about the importance of friendships, I am liberating the child in me who felt drained, abused, and used for a very long time.
It’s time we address the friends in creaking swings that befriend evening winds, instead of constantly varnishing lovemaking bedsteads.