Tag: Grief
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From a Hiker’s diary
I chased mountains not as a conqueror, but to heal. In the thin air, illusions of lust and ego vanished, leaving a silence full of listening and a grief that drifts like mist
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The Airport
A nightmare it isLiving that momentThat I knew was comingFrom a time of a whileFor a father it isA tragedy struck uponPainful and heavyThe emotional floodingTurning her sweet faceWith a smile so pureShe said a goodbyeAnd went in to the crowdSeeing my daughterLeaving for a landFar away from meWas the true painI ever livedAirports are…
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“A Leopard Cannot Change Its Spots”: The Unseen Fracture of the Immigrant Self
Identity is not a mask. This essay explores the painful truth of immigrant life: the erosion of the self, the quiet grief of the in-between, and the act of resistance in claiming a hybrid, uncolonized identity.