“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.

I didn’t know what I was doing 

I thought I was crazy 

for ever thinking that I could find my way

in a world like yours

Little did I know,

it was where I belonged just the same

The world was ours.

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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