Covered with burns,
blood and dirt.
I used to be so beautiful.
Since when did you become so unconcerned
with all that I have given you?
Tall sturdy trees,
Bodies of water for centuries,
But it’s been much longer
since you’ve cared about me.
My latest pieces
“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.
My latest pieces
“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.
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