We are all pawns in a larger, international cosmic game, every one of us simply clinging onto the hope of reaching the other end of the chessboard, climbing the squares one god forsaken step at a time. But sociopaths? They aren’t playing the same game(s) we are…
The red packets start pouring in by the moment. It is de rigueur that I drop by every table to say hello to our fellow relatives. I do. I allow four-character wishes to escape my mouth one after the other, smile graciously as I shake their hands, and receive the heavenly red envelope…
2020 was a year that no eight-ball saw coming. I want to be able to remember the highlights of our collective societies through a fun-to-recite poem that sings like a nursery rhyme. This is it. The apocalyptic year summed in 658 words…
In Metamorphosis, Gregor Samsa wakes up only to realize he is now living as a giant insect, his life immediately overturned without warning or foreboding. I guess these two pieces have more in common than I thought then, since my life—though not as ridiculous as that of Samsa’s—was also thwarted into an unpredictable trajectory this…
A willow is only a tree, its beauty and sophistication unappreciated until it is cradled by the wind. It just so happens Taylor Swift is that gust of wind…
The Queen’s Gambit didn’t just breathe life into the fictional Beth Harmon, it breathed life into chess itself…
As I stared out into the expanding abyss of black and homeless debris, I see the planet, looking carved of wood, the birthchild of a cosmic woodworker stowed away from prying eyes, for his works have to be done in silence and blindness to achieve the utmost greatness…
Police brutality and abuse of authoritative power is a tale we are all too familiar with, given the happenings of this year. We have previously discussed how police brutality is a rudimentary problem in the system of the United States, but today, let us pan our attention over to the African country that sits on…
Everyone is apt to classify Medusa as the archetypal scornful creature whose gaze can petrify any mortal into stone. Naturally, people assume that Medusa has done something unforgivable to be cursed as such. She desecrated the temple of Athena, of course she should be punished, right? Wrong.
Just as your eyes were about to close completely, you see a permanent shine of light. There it stood in the middle of the pitch black sea, and you fixate upon it—the golden arches…
the last stretch of daylight vanishes succinctly. like a violinist behind a fallen curtain the dark rises and trickles overhead. ‘unknown’ is what we know for certain…
While there are no party bangers or mistaken lyrical earworms present in this album, Swift has redefined herself as someone more mature and liberated, advancing into her thirties…
Yemen has been thrown headfirst into an abyss of the worst humanitarian crisis the world has ever borne witness to, and we have failed – yet again – to deliver justice…
It has been five days since George Floyd was murdered in the custody of four police officers in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Yes, murdered is the correct term for it and if you’re not comfortable with that, you won’t be for the rest of the article either…
March 13, 1964. This date means nothing to most of us; some of us weren’t even born yet. Kew Gardens, Queens, New York City. The same goes for this venue, some of us have never been there. Yet for one Catherine “Kitty” Genovese, it was the date and place that ensured her death…
she must think me a fool, for I sit on the window sill, uncaged. she must think me mad, to stay there with her, to not escape. she must think me stubborn, not to fly away…
City of Girls isn’t a quick, easy read of a girl who trades her life for alcohol and sex, nor is it a satirical story about a girl who simply accepts life as it is handed to her…
in the morning, she gets out of bed, being pulled up by the moon. and sometimes it’s a little sad, but she makes it seem just fine. the wild strands of her hair reminds her of yesterday…
As COVID-19 takes up headlines and Twitter feeds, we see governments implementing quarantines to ‘flatten the curve’, medical professionals working around the clock to save lives, and the public reacting in both acceptably decent and extraordinarily peculiar ways…
and so we begin. the first step is the insides of your skull painted to the colors of the lead on your test paper because then your previously in-class-absorbed knowledge will contrast from that of this white absurdity against your desk…
Now, if you would just take a grace minute to look at Otto Beckett’s to-do list, you will see, other than ‘buy the milk’, ‘pay the bills’ and ‘dental checkup’, the words ‘send roses to Odette’…
If we can adapt to the environment and industrialize, map out routes to space, accommodate 7 billion people and counting, sign treaties to end wars, and go from rotary dials to smartphones, we can delay climate change, but only if everyone does it together…
I think when we allow ourselves to hurt freely and fully is when we finally grow. We cannot choose happiness; that awfully overused Tumblr quote doesn’t exist. You can’t know what happiness is until you’ve been at the opposite end of the spectrum…
Ladies walk home holding keys in caution. They’re told it’s illegal to get abortions. Every lady’s figure is subjected to judgment. Until the day she lies in a coffin…