Flying off to Bandar Aceh tomorrow. In a flurry of messages on a Whatsapp group chat, my boss reminded us to pack long-sleeved, loose-fitting tops, long pants or skirts, sleeping bags, headscarves, along with an assortment of other directions, like “no nail polish”. And buried somewhere in the middle, in a nonchalant, casual-sounding text that […]


Curling into you. When the alarm goes off in the morning, and the only sounds I can make are groans of great reluctance to get up, I just want to curl into you. Because you are warm, and because you are soft. Because I can scent the you-ness from your shirt, and it is intoxicating. […]