• pratibha wrote about the word anywhere 1 year, 5 months ago

    I’ll write anywhere and anytime, in the wee hours of the morning or the frigid nights of winter where I nothing better to do. I’ll paint on anything and anywhere and on surfaces not meant for art but where I meant for art to be. I’ll talk to you here, there, anywhere, if you’ll only [...]

  • pratibha wrote about the word skyline 1 year, 5 months ago

    I’m fascinated by the stories told by New York’s horizon, the shapes of buildings caressing inky nights and glowing dawns. They give a sense of something bigger than yourself, something akin to a God, but something you can actually see and be a part of. That’s why I love cities. I like believing in people [...]

  • pratibha wrote about the word beginning 1 year, 6 months ago

    Beginnings have always been difficult for me. Detroit to Atlanta to here. I hate beginnings because they always have an end. I’ve never wanted anything to end but they always have. I want this beginning to end. I want a new beginning. Maybe I’m growing up.

  • pratibha posted a new activity comment: 1 year, 6 months ago

    visit me and maria in boston in march, i heart you

    In reply to - alex wrote about the word autumn I wish I could experience a real autumn. I would wear knit sweaters, curl up in a blanket, and drink hot chocolate every night. I’ve never seen the leaves change color. Not once. Someone get me out of here. • View
  • pratibha posted a new activity comment: 1 year, 6 months ago

    why are you so perfect

    In reply to - alex wrote about the word prints i pressed my finger down on the paper firmly. i thought this one would come out perfect; but it came out black and smudged like the others. i’ll never be able to find the whorls and loops that are ever so gently engraved on my fingertips if my prints keep coming out like blobs of [...] • View
  • pratibha wrote about the word prints 1 year, 6 months ago

    All I can think about is Jacob imprinting on Bella’s baby. Nasty.

  • pratibha wrote about the word autumn 1 year, 6 months ago

    Drinking apple cider and picking twigs off our corduroy pants. The crunching of leaves under our new boots, tied up in scarves and hands in kitten mittens. Listening to new music and smiling through frigid nights over bonfires, earthy conversation stuck to us like glue. Oh, how I’ve missed you, Autumn, my dear friend, come [...]

  • prat and Profile picture of mariamaria are now friends 1 year, 6 months ago