A Thousand Dresses

Hi everyone!

So sorry I’ve been so detached from this blog lately, but super excited to announce that my personal essay was just published on Thought Catalog (TC)!

The essay recounts my experience with losing a close friend to child marriage in India. Here’s the link to read it:


Enjoy 🙂 And tell me what you think!



This is just to say that I am officially going to back on this blog in 2 weeks (after APs!) so stay tuned for more writing/poetry/thoughts from yours truly!

Just a sidenote,but I’m staring out my window right now and my neighbor’s tree is East Coast scarlet and it’s in the shape of a heart, which is absolutely adorable. Not sure it that was intended, though… Same neighbor who repainted their door like five times with shades of hot pink, flaming orange, black, and peach before they finally settled on bright red. Anyways..okay this was so off tangent

Ahh wish me luck on APs!!



The smoke curls gently around her fingers
Leering around the skin
Pressing at the flesh
Biting away at the soul

Life darts too fast
Hides too quickly
Lies scattered between the dust of the yawning stars
Falls too quickly from the treetops

The candle glows faintly in the darkness
The red fire speckling the tart yellow of the flame
It is a mesmerizing sight
A holy sight

Two hands
Two palms
Lie cupped together
Pressed against each other so deeply, so intimately

The flavor of the smoke begins to fade
Leaving only a pattern of wisps behind
They decorate the palms
Like soft gray henna

Wishes and desires are coiled around the fingers
Tucked into the crevices between them
Wishes are too strong, desires are too deep
But the pale silky texture of the smoke
Never quite leaves the skin untouched

Her head is bowed
Weighed down perhaps by the strength of her own pain
But yet her hands never quite unfold
Never quite mask the wishes she has buried within herself
Only to release them
When she brings the two hands apart

But she will never

Leave thoughts in the comments below! 🙂 ~pc