“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 promise broken..
You can’t wish it away
You can’t just make it disappear
like it never happened
We ignore our gut feelings
because we want to see the good
We ignore the truth
because we think it keeps us safe
But after all is said and done
what will we ever do with all this pain?
I’ve known all along.

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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