ode to desert locust

Hidden deep in the deserts of Oman, where red-orange sand dunes sift & fold like flour.

ode to street art

One day, I might know these streets like the rivers of veins beneath my skin.

Ode to Spring

I watch the days stretch with the light, in shades of pink and peach and white.

Data Colonialism

It’s been said that in the 21st century, data is the new oil.