There was a time where I saw myself and my desire as violent, and this song is meant to complicate that story.

Though perhaps not as loud as what we know today, queerness has always been alive in music, hopeful and radiant and revolutionary and gentle.

Can you be raped without being turned forever into something beyond yourself?

Harmonium Dreaming

It’s a strange thing, to have a relationship with an instrument as complex and fraught as mine is with the harmonium.

When she was younger, my grandmother danced cour for a local ballet company.

To Trade a Throat for Song

Call this bridge, meeting place. Call it, mosque. Call it, and it will call back.

Humming Along to Shakespeare

The music made Shakespeare transform into a dream-like world down here on earth.

Music and the Social Etiquette of Teatime

Polished china and an array of delectable pastries, the gazebo and rose garden, a small orchestra playing classical music.

The evening was much like a modern fairytale, all glass and light and tremors of hundreds of vocal chords warming up,