Bathroom Mirror
A piece I wrote for Pride Week and performed at First Stop Open Mic, Genaro’s Coffee, in St. Petersburg, Florida
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A piece I wrote for Pride Week and performed at First Stop Open Mic, Genaro’s Coffee, in St. Petersburg, Florida
Samira Obeid or Sam as most know her is a writer, multimedia content producer and creative thinker above all. An Indian butch lesbian originally from Chennai, she uses her identity and her pen as a way to create dialogue about the human existence that is often difficult to open up to an audience. She likes to believe she is a advocate of truth and liberty in its rawest forms, and has every intention of proving herself along life's every path. On an honest note, she loves entertaining a unsuspecting audience.
that is the first thing they notice about her, probably the only thing
A poem about childhood abuse and trauma
Despite the existence of desi queer collectives and communities here in DC, the responses and reactions of many Americans (both white and black people) to the visible presence of a queer person coming from India (me, in this case) have been a wee bit strange for me.
At a time when the Supreme Court is deciding whether homosexuality is a crime, hate mongers are accusing the gay community of so many things. But are the gays guilty?
The author, a member of the Orinam list, reflects on how she managed to overcome several depression that was linked, in part, to her struggles to accept her gayness.
Stirring piece! Thank you for sharing, Sam. We’re waiting for the day you get to perform for us in Chennai ЁЯЩВ