“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

I cried oceans and rivers,
lakes into streams.

It didn’t hit me right away
when I had to watch you leave.

The world kept stretching wider,
pulling us down to our knees.

I may have been weak,
but you were never stronger than me.

— The “faith” you had in us

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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