Posts by Saiber

Adventures

Everything’s been arranged to perfection. We have white cake with roses for frosting and dresses that make us have a run for our money.   Even the lights are made

Long Distance Relationships

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Memory Research on Love

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You

Love, Don’t be afraid to be Who you are. Be you, with no apology. Be the first lie you told your mother and did not come clean for, after. Be

Portrait of a Friend with a Smoke in his Hands

I am drinking coffee and making patterns on his big hands. He has big hands and they become a canvas in my head.   He touches my cheeks softly and

Inheritance

My mother married my father because they were in love.   She did this In a world that frowned upon marriages from inter caste because it was believed that one

Swan Song

You don’t look at my scars crisscrossing their way across my arms as a highway to the hospital bed where you will sit across me asking ‘Why are you this