PinnedPublished inPrism & PenA Dangerous Gap in Medical Training Leaves Queer Patients VulnerableBiology versus beliefs: When will Medicine learn to see all of us?Jan 10A response icon12Jan 10A response icon12
PinnedPublished inPrism & PenThey Pay to Hear My Pain: Life as a Professional Transgender Public SpeakerWhy I’m forced to package my identity into digestible pieces for profitDec 2, 2024A response icon17Dec 2, 2024A response icon17
PinnedPublished inBitchyThe Politics of Passing and the Dangers of NotObservations on visibility and beauty by a transgender person in IndiaOct 20, 2024A response icon25Oct 20, 2024A response icon25
Published inThe Howling OwlPain is Priceless — A PoemWhen pain becomes a practiced art; Mending what’s familiar, one stitch at a timeJan 15A response icon4Jan 15A response icon4
Published inWrite Under the MoonCreature Comforts — A PoemTaming the monster under my bedJan 11A response icon1Jan 11A response icon1
Published inPrism & PenNo Space on my Plate — A PoemIn a society that lauds individuality, collective resistance is the hope that keeps me goingJan 3A response icon7Jan 3A response icon7
Published inPrism & PenPainting Pinks Away — A PoemHiding parts of myself to fit in and surviveDec 27, 2024A response icon2Dec 27, 2024A response icon2
Published inThe Howling OwlClinical Candy — A Bipolar Poem on Mental Health and Getting BetterI was forced to fight my ugly blacks, speckled with spots of whiteDec 18, 2024A response icon4Dec 18, 2024A response icon4
Published inThe Howling OwlLost In Blues — A Poem on Mental HealthColours spilling out on empty pagesDec 11, 2024A response icon6Dec 11, 2024A response icon6