Amber

by Ami J. Sanghvi Every so often, two people collide even when their destinies exist worlds away from one another.  She was a few years away from becoming a doctor; I was a writer and a martial artist.  She showed up for our dates with wet hair and clumsily-composed outfits; I was a fashionista who…

My Rose;

Remember my good old semicolon tattoo that I got back in July 2015?  Well, it’s gone. Don’t worry, you guys — it’s not like I’m not aware that I’m still mentally ill.  I didn’t wake up yesterday morning and imagine that part of me away or anything.  It’ll probably always be there with me [because science, and…