I am a neurodivergent and introverted poet from Alpha Centauri currently touring your Solar System. Yes, I am an alien. Be my reader at your human risk.
Help this story reach more hearts. Earn as you do it. In a world full of noise, sometimes all it takes is one honest voice, one heartfelt book, one person who believes to make a difference. I poured my entire soul into this book. Every word carries years of grief, healing, longing, and love. But […]
The biggest tragedy that can happen to anyone is being born. The biggest tragedy that can happen to a woman is being born alive.
A caterpillar must find its way out of chrysalis to be a butterfly. sadia hakim
It’s a miserably painful curse, to be born with a heart this sensitive. It’s a terribly pitiful suffering, to be born in a society this desensitized. Isn’t it ironic that a world lacking the basic empathy and decency of being human labels those who have it as “hypersensitive”? — Sadia Hakim
There’s a quiet corner I’ve been building for those who’ve ever felt too much, too different, too soft for the world. Not everyone will understand. But some of you will. And I want to write to you. This is not a weekly newsletter. It’s a slow letter, sent once or twice a month — from […]
Art was always political because art challenges these very things that fool people and destroy civilizations. It must. ~ Sadia Hakim _______ In the time of moral crisis, oppression and inhumanity, literature that doesn’t challenge societal norms should be incinerated or else it will reduce your morals to ashes. And art that doesn’t cater to […]
I am a human, and a poet, and a pracititioner. Let me tell you that you can die from a broken heart. There is this thing called takotsubo cardiomyopathy. It’s emotional or physical stress-induced cardiomyopathy. Emotional trauma / death / loss of someone or something / domestic abuse / financial loss / confrontation whether physical […]
I am not an easy person. Not in the ways that most people hope for. I overthink every word I say and every silence that follows. I replay conversations that happened five years ago, wondering if I came across as too much or not enough.
Will I stop stargazing and moon gazing? Or will I become more addicted to them? I asked myself while thinking about being tied to the wrong person, trapped in the wrong version of life. Will I still be able to cherish the first flower in my planter? Will I still be able to cherish rain? […]
Hey lovely readers, I’m officially opening up applications for my ARC Team (Advanced Reader Copy Team). This is your chance to get early access to my upcoming nontraditional, poetic nonfiction book before it’s released to the public. If you’re passionate about raw, real writing, the kind that peels back the layers of life, love, grief, […]