Wikipedia uses “The Brooch” by Edvard Munch as an illustration for Borderline Personality Disorder. A soft and uneasy face surrounded by an imposing amount of dark mass and uncontainable wavering lines, her gaze feels distant like the one of someone who’s finally unwillingly surrendered after fighting for too long. Her brooch at the bottom […]
Sometimes it gets to me, the sheer loneliness of always being away. It is an odd concoction of feelings, this feeling of deep gratitude for the opportunities I have been given and the deep guilt of feeling unsettled and bad. My eyes have been fed with unbelievable beauty that the world has to offer, […]
I travelled to New York to obtain my social security number, hoping it might eventually allow me to earn money with the O-1 visa I received for what seems like my waning modelling career. Visiting New York often serves as a stark reminder of the challenges of entering a new market, yet it’s always […]
My mother took the umbilical cord that once linked us and carefully washed it with her bare hands to ensure I would forever be tied to her. She then wrapped it in a pristine white cloth before placing it gently in a clay pot. She added scissors to ensure my mind remained sharp, a […]
Both of us were propped up on our elbows, facing each other, nestled between white sheets and fluffy pillows, like two angels frolicking in the clouds. The light emitting from his bedside table made everything feel warm despite the AC blasting cold air. Self-conscious I made sure to be under the covers, we just […]
I spent many history lessons looking out the window, it was on the second floor of the my school’s building. I watched the lush banana leaves dance in the wind, I loved the way the yellow tones of their colour came through when the sun hit them. Even though the classroom was air-conditioned and […]
Because of a genetic predisposition to schizophrenia, I avoid drugs. Instead, I snorkel. Many may ask how I could ever compare tripping off acid or doing shrooms to snorkelling, but I believe you get the answer as soon as you finish asking the question. Think about it—you’re floating in water looking down at a […]
I just watched a clip from a Yung Lean interview with the New York Times where he talks about realising that all of “this” isn’t that deep after going sober. In his case, “this” referred to the noise surrounding fame and the music industry but for me, it resonated in a different way. My […]
I have been blessed with a perfect memory. Not the kind that recalls math formulas or reminds me to return the sweater you left at mine but the kind that remembers how it felt when your fingers accidentally grazed my forearm. I remember the way you looked at me that one time, the crack […]
I am met every morning with a living painting nestled in my door frame right in front of my bed. It’s hues, textures and minimal movements vary depending on the time and the tides but it is always the same. There sits the little sailboat, peacefully floating on the LaHave River, while the towering […]
