Visiting California: Call to Home – To Stand With Family

Asian Garden Mall in Westminster, California.

July 2, 2019. I stepped out of the terminal of the John Wayne Airport, having a glimpse of Santa Ana for the first time in thirteen years. I hardly recognized it, yet it felt familiar still. My uncle (once removed) waited for me, as did my Grand Aunt, or “Auntie” as my mother called her. We walked out of the airport, my hand in hers. Continue reading “Visiting California: Call to Home – To Stand With Family”

Change in Nom De Plume: “Arya H. Kalarathri” to “Arya H. Mariam”

It has been a while since I have posted. To that end, I can only apologize. Things have been tumultuous since the beginning of the summer. For one, I am becoming more socially involved outside of work, whether it be activism, trying to help my family out, or making poetry. There was an awesome poetry boot camp I was part of, where I was told I made some works I needed to keep near for possible publication. Speaking of which: I have a new nom de plume for now.

The use of this will continue until I have some official publications out and feel less need to keep some anonymity. Continue reading “Change in Nom De Plume: “Arya H. Kalarathri” to “Arya H. Mariam””

Social Media: When Being Plugged In Sometimes Fuels the System, Not Disrupts It

Image above provided by Pixabay. 

Recently, I have chosen to take time away from social media (barring this blog). This is something I had considered doing for a while, especially knowing Facebook had been complicit in shutting out Black voices calling out racism. Ironically, I held back from doing this for reasons involving social justice. A lot of my hesitations centered on the concern of whether it would be me exercising my privilege to become less involved in social activity, or taking action when I needed. Continue reading “Social Media: When Being Plugged In Sometimes Fuels the System, Not Disrupts It”

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