A late-night text arrives—“Hey… how are you?”Translation: I’m bored. Let me rummage through your peace. Cute.But no. I’m not a … More

October steps in like a queen—gold-threaded, bold, and a little meanto all doubts, fears, and yesterday’s regrets.She winks, she whispers,“Darling, … More

I stopped carrying Auntie’s drama,Uncle’s regrets,my cousin’s late rent—like hand-me-down coatsTwo sizes too heavy. The family reunion no longer fits—I … More

I do not merely enter a room—The atmosphere reconfigures itself around my presence.The cadence of voices softens,the very air becomes … More

Divine love doesn’t text at midnight,asking if you’re awake—it’s already curled in your bones,resting like a queen on her throne,no … More

It’s almost funny, really—the way some women act,as if I’m prowling after their beloved,Like I woke up this morningand put … More

A pearl does not rush its becoming.It ripens in the dark,layer after secret layer,desire pressing itself into brilliance.Patience, here, is … More

Suspended in silk,I didn’t just stretch—I spread openthe veils of my sensuality. Suspended.Bound by silkbut freed by breath. My thighs … More

Tell me the truth.Don’t sugarcoat it,don’t wrap it in shiny paperlike a gift I never asked for.I can smell a … More

Love enters like incense,a slow exhale of sandalwood and jasmine,curling against the edges of my skin.Tantra whispers: be still,let the … More