“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.

A kiss
is not just a kiss
But a constant subliminal wish
Just another lengthy trip
While our watches stop working
and the world is standing still
What is time to all those longing
When things for us usually go downhill
My souls been out wandering
The exhausted independent traveler
Such a long sleepless journey
Mon chéri,
I’ve been bettering me
Being free
and constantly- subconsciously searching
For some peace of mind
Maybe you can take me there
Kiss me all the time
I mean,
What is a cold winter
When your lips could be on mine

– December muse

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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