There is a time and place for just about everything.

You just know…

At Diwali, the festival of lights, when they burst crackers, I pass by very comfortably without being scared.

Depending on how you look at it, silence can be good or bad.

I’m.

Poem.

You can often fare better off somebody’s ignorance.

Can you hear what I see?
Can you see what I hear?

Poem about my deafness and what I hear… and what I see.

What is it really like to have a Hearing Loss? It is so much more than just not hearing.

Hearing we take for granted. Its loss can cause great loneliness.
This piece explores a very private ordeal.