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Cursed by Liberal Art degree BLA @ The New School NYC ‘19 Currently RA @ iSchool UofT Into: ☕️📚🎨🧘🏽‍♀️🥱🐀 📸 🌆🎙🧗🏼‍♀️
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With robots writing as humans ㅁ • we must learn _2actively see; _feel beyond the symbols; _catch emotions b/w these rows; ㄹclosely connect with a person able of reliving nostalgia evoked by a brief aroma of five-petal lilacs next to a dusty post-winter road in a Soviet-built grey sleepin’ hood 🩶

Paralyzed to the digits Permanently asleep Timelapse of a billion lives With a speed of a rocket To the planet Mars. #poetry #immigration #slowdown

Black and white Blue and red West and East Left and right — two oceans sandwiching the Americas from the rest of the world — so difficult to see beyond… #immigrant #poetry #politics

Into the void We write Our hopes To be understood #poetry #immigration

A Soviet kid born in a country obsessed with everything “West” Tagging roofs of multistory projects at 12 Kick-flipping at 15 Making Untrue vids of Burial in 2006 Raving at clubs on 2cb at 16 Where are you now, experimental Lain? Your dreams, hopes, and wishes? Muted by comfort of relocations.

When you immigrate across the ocean, The privilege peels off like dead skin after unexpected sun exposure. A rather sad human right to witness family members getting old and dying suddenly becomes valuable like a treasure that’s too heavy to carry around on a wounded soul. #immigration #insight

In embracing the silence through the noise of pleasant distractions I find peace. 🌿 Montréal, April 2024 #immigrant #poetry #mindfulness

A genetic code I am Is from across the ocean. The code is screaming: — I miss my tribe, My people; My past, My dreams, My childhood. And here I am - in Canada. The birds are singing, The Spring dissolves the Winter, A rootless body is planting seeds in soil The ancient ancestors appreciated.

The algorithmic clouds Are steering ships of beings Into the void of dreams Away from the land made of soil of dirt dust trees and dead dinosaurs. #experimental #immigrant #poetry

A chronic search For answer “why” A bullet launched To make me cry #poetry #neurodivergent

Just begin Again and again and again and again Until this word No longer carry a load #poetry #simplicity #immigrantlife

Occasionally, one long breath is enough

Cat & Yoga - always go well together ✨

My Monday feels like this adorable 16 years old cat-lady.