i'm a writer; i grasp feelings and places and plant them on paper. i am british-nepalese. this influences my writing as i've felt the feeling of losing culture, the fear of letting a language forget you. i've run into sheets of musty, red velvet and felt no comfort. i've stared at a christmas tree blanky and whispered, "angles. find me." what i'm trying the express is that i don't write for anything else than clarity. the words that once relentlessly rearranged in my mind line up on a page and sink in. they bring me clarity and christmas and culture.