Superpowers

You Might Not Know About My Superpower...

They say every superhero has an origin story. Mine begins with a fall. Not just any fall, no, something made me fall. Maybe it was fate. Maybe it was a glitch in the matrix. Or maybe it was a radioactive spider, hell-bent on awakening something dormant inside me. 

All I know is—I dropped 30 feet. I shouldn't have survived. But I did. I didn’t wake up for a month. One moment I was falling, the next I was locked in a coma while my body remained motionless and tried to remember how to breathe, how to exist. I spent the next two months in the hospital, my bones stitching themselves back together like ancient armor reforging itself.

When I finally returned home, I wasn’t the same. I couldn’t be. That’s when it happened. I had picked up a tea bag. It left a mark on paper—a print. But to me, it wasn’t just a stain. It was a signal. Suddenly, I could see energy. Not like light—but vibration, story, memory. And I realized… I could bind that energy to silk. 

That’s my superpower. I use tea—ancient, sacred, everyday tea—to fasten something invisible into something you can feel. A scarf that protects you. A scarf that draws people to you like you're wearing some kind of magic spell.

They stop you in the street. “Where did you get that?” they ask. And you say: Teascarf Brooklyn. This art didn’t just save my life—it rewrote it. Now I’m sharing it with you.

So you can wear it. Feel it. And maybe, just maybe, discover your superpower too.