“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.

Sometimes
we don’t pay enough attention to the little things. 
I don’t know…
maybe I’m still grieving.
So much time has passed, 
but maybe not enough for me 
I get lost in the fade.
In the sky seas of yesterday.
Stuck in the silhouettes of a daydream.
In hours exchange 
I watch memories take shape 
Then go away 
I’ve just been so terribly late
Late to see the colors 
Late to see all the lights 
Late to see all the beauty
that has come from all of those sleepless nights…

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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