“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.

Funny almost
How you came along
Just to make me a host
Welcoming you with open arms 
My kindness was too kind 
You always found me doing the most 
Because I was so protective of your feelings 
Always giving you a space to let loose
To scream, to vent, to grieve  
I should’ve realized that this was all a ruse
Nothing between us was moving 
You knew what you were doing 
Genius manipulation by every mean
I was your puppet without strings 
but in the end it wasn’t I who needed you
It was you who needed me 
So what an unfortunate loss
But a round of applause 
to the most horrid man of them all  

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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