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“Rupture” - another poem from the 10 Word Challenge: where one word is given and turned into a ten word piece. Try it, see what you come up with…
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
Malcolm X was born Malcolm Little in Omaha, Nebraska 88 years ago today in 1925. He would later change his name to El-Hajj Malik el-Shabazz. In this photo from March 1964, he is shown with Muhammad Ali outside of the Trans-Lux Newsreel Theater in New York City after a screening of a film about Mr. Ali’s title fight with Sonny Liston. Photo: AP/Corbis.
“Legend” - a poem from the 10 Word Challenge: where one word is given and turned into a ten word piece. Try it, see what you come up with…
Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood.
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This body of work is an exploration of the extent of cultural appropriation and encourages a discussion about it. I give the appropriator and the appropriated the opportunity to defend themselves and create a dialogue between them, while maintaining a neutral stance myself. I am not attacking those who appropriate, merely educating and creating awareness. I’m also exploring appropriation myself, and discovering the carying degrees of it within this visual conversation.
I’d like to make this a long term exploration, with a lot more participants as a form of generation-wide debate. If you’d like to be photographed to add your point of view, please do not hesitate to pop me a message here or an email at sanaahamid@yahoo.com and we could work something out!
25 Things To Do Before You Turn 25
1. Make peace with your parents. Whether you finally recognize that they actually have your best interests in mind or you forgive them for being flawed human beings, you can’t happily enter adulthood with that familial brand of resentment.
2. Kiss someone you think is out of your league; kiss models and med students and entrepreneurs with part-time lives in Dubai and don’t worry about if they’re going to call you afterward.
3. Minimize your passivity.
4. Work a service job to gain some understanding of how tipping works, how to keep your cool around assholes, how a few kind words can change someone’s day.
5. Recognize freedom as a 5:30 a.m. trip to the diner with a bunch of strangers you’ve just met.
6. Try not to beat yourself up over having obtained a ‘useless’ Bachelor’s Degree. Debt is hell, and things didn’t pan out quite like you expected, but you did get to go to college, and having a degree isn’t the worst thing in the world to have. We will figure this mess out, I think, probably; the point is you’re not worth less just because there hasn’t been an immediate pay off for going to school. Be patient, work with what you have, and remember that a lot of us are in this together.
7. If you’re employed in any capacity, open a savings account. You never know when you might be unemployed or in desperate need of getting away for a few days. Even $10 a week is $520 more a year than you would’ve had otherwise.
8. Make a habit of going outside, enjoying the light, relearning your friends, forgetting the internet.
9. Go on a 4-day, brunch-fueled bender.
10. Start a relationship with your crush by telling them that you want them. Directly. Like, look them in the face and say it to them. Say, I want you. I want to be with you.
11. Learn to say ‘no’ — to yourself. Don’t keep wearing high heels if you hate them; don’t keep smoking if you’re disgusted by the way you smell the morning after; stop wasting entire days on your couch if you’re going to complain about missing the sun.
12. Take time to revisit the places that made you who you are: the apartment you grew up in, your middle school, your hometown. These places may or may not be here forever; you definitely won’t be.
13. Find a hobby that makes being alone feel lovely and empowering and like something to look forward to.
14. Think you know yourself until you meet someone better than you.
15. Forget who you are, what your priorities are, and how a person should be.
16. Identify your fears and instead of letting them dictate your every move, find and talk to people who have overcome them. Don’t settle for experiencing .000002% of what the world has to offer because you’re afraid of getting on a plane.
17. Make a habit of cleaning up and letting go. Just because it fit at one point doesn’t mean you need to keep it forever — whether ‘it’ is your favorite pair of pants or your ex.
18. Stop hating yourself.
19. Go out and watch that movie, read that book, listen to that band you already lied about watching, reading, listening to.
20. Take advantage of health insurance while you have it.
21. Make a habit of telling people how you feel, whether it means writing a gushing fan-girl email to someone whose work you love or telling your boss why you deserve a raise.
22. Date someone who says, “I love you” first.
23. Leave the country under the premise of “finding yourself.” This will be unsuccessful. Places do not change people. Instead, do a lot of solo drinking, read a lot of books, have sex in dirty hostels, and come home when you start to miss it.
24. Suck it up and buy a Macbook Pro.
25. Quit that job that’s making you miserable, end the relationship that makes you act like a lunatic, lose the friend whose sole purpose in life is making you feel like you’re perpetually on the verge of vomiting. You’re young, you’re resilient, there are other jobs and relationships and friends if you’re patient and open.
One day, I placed an egg timer on my kitchen table and stared
I dared it to cast it’s sands through the bottle neck gap
As I sat eagerly anticipating the precipitating clouds to tap
On the shoulder of old Jack Frost
They asked him to harden the moistened debris falling from the sky
As I tried to fight back the moisture from my eyes
I slide the kitchen timer over on it’s other side
And wait
Wait for old Jack to work his magic
And stop these tearaway tsunamis from wreaking havoc along my face
Leaving trace after trace of memories
Withdrawn from the accounts of my witnesses
Desperate for investment
In to a warmer climate
But for now, old Jack cracks his knuckles
And unbuckles the restraints holding back my smile
By freezing the tearaways in their tracks
I wipe my face and watch the snowflakes fall
As the last grains of sand also slide through to the other side
I cry inside
Every time the tide’s high
But the current sea has no value here
We trade spades and clubs
Diamonds, but no hearts
A gambit of wit and strength
The stakes are high
And there is a sail on every one
Standing firm, coasting us along
They say it sets you free
But I’m scared that it will set you free
Adrift, with no current, sea
Do I barter with the sands of time
And promise that tomorrow,
Everything will be fine?
Or do I lie
Here, with you?
Wipe the tear from your eye
as we lie, entwined
You look up, see swirls of sky
as the thunder rolls in time
Synchronised
Nature does not get much better
as we weather the storm, together
Deeply embraced
as our breath gives chase
The walls come crashing down, around us
Sweet apocalypse
Sweat kisses your forehead
as I apply one to your lips
stroke the planes of your hips
now the ship starts to tip
Rockin
Back and forth
Comforting warmth
as the ship heads north
towards
the bay
Our compass becomes the waves
as they crash by the sides
of our thighs
Riding high, in between
you begin to lean
forward
Back
arched
Parched is not a word
in our vocabulary
Quite the contrary
for in your garden
lies a single rain-kissed rose
whos wetness increases with every stroke
of the storm
that has torn, apart
any inhibitions you may
have held at the start
We’ve journeyed so far
but this journey is far from over
What the storm has in store
for us
remains to be forecast.
You just wanna know they care
At your phone
You stare
Hopelessly hoping
For a flash of light
Eyes blinded by the glare
As the beam
Seems
To cut through the dark
The sharp
Stark contrast
A welcome pain
To the window panes of the soul
You have no control
They push all of your buttons
As your mind summons
The power to withstand the wait
The hate
The love
The slate that you carry on your back
Ready to be wiped clean
With the unforeseen promise of another day.