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Who Gets to Take Up Space? Women, Desire and the Ordinary in All We Imagine as Light
This essay is adapted from the introduction I presented at Rialto/Griffioen for a screening of Payal Kapadia’s All We Imagine as Light. I had the privilege of introducing the film and wanted to offer the audience a few ideas to carry with them into the screening: about women and the city, migration and home, intimacy,…
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The Body Remembers the Room
This week, on April 15th, I had the honour of delivering the opening keynote for the Social Safety Week 2026 at the Conservatorium van Amsterdam, a programme that understands something many institutions still struggle to name: that social safety is not a decorative value to be displayed at the edges of institutional life, but part…
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When the World Hardens, Go Where Beauty Still Lives
At the VU Women@VU International Women’s Day gathering this year, I found myself thinking about absence. Not only who is present in the room, but who goes missing from our frameworks. Whose names fall away. Whose lives remain insufficiently held by the language, institutions, and categories meant to account for them. During the event, Ismintha…
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London, in the Heat of Memory and Change
The city arrived first as a smell—Hot brick dust and the faint iron taste of the Underground, mingling with the ghost of diesel and rain. The kind of smell that makes you feel you’ve lived here before. London in July and August—it pretends to be gentle with you, lets the sun linger longer on your…
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Ziyafat and Radical Hospitality: Towards an Ethics of Reading Across Border
I have been ruminating on this topic for so long. It is time to stop reading it solely through the lens of an academic researcher and simply release it into the world, because its urgency can no longer wait. This essay examines the influence of Persian poetry on American literature, tracing its path from transcendentalist…
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Burning Through the Forest of Noise: Mosab Abu Toha’s Poetics of Survival
In Forest of Noise, Mosab Abu Toha offers us not just poetry, but the breathless residue of survival. The title itself rings like an invocation: a forest, dense with memory, static, and surveillance; a noise, unceasing, buzzing with drones, rubble, and the keening of the dispossessed. This is Gaza, yes—but also the poetic terrain of…
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The Secret Lives of Second-Hand Books
There’s a particular kind of magic that lives in second-hand books—a sort of hush, like the soft turning of pages in a dream. They arrive in your hands like messengers from another life, carrying the scent of time, the weight of old hearts, and the whisper of a reader who once fell in love at…
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Cats Don’t Chase Enlightenment—They Nap Through It
There are two cats who live rent-free in my head. One is a strung-out, cosmic being trying to meditate in a world that won’t stop spinning. The other is a sarcastic, loyal sidekick who, by the end of his story, learns to let go of language. Let’s begin with Flow—the Latvian animation that somehow feels…
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Fizz, Silence, and the Color of Connection: On Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop
In a cinematic world that often equates impact with intensity, Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop dares to whisper. Directed by Kyōhei Ishiguro, this 2021 anime film is a gentle study in restraint—a teenage summer romance told through soft hues, quiet poetry, and emotional understatement. Clocking in at just under 90 minutes, it’s light as…
