“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.
  • It’s easy for one to hookup under the moon,
    But I want you in the morning
    and late afternoons.
    When the sun has finished stretching
    and maybe some coffee too.
    Breakfast on me,
    lunch on you?

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • My body is my home
    Where my mind is free to run rampant
    Dwelling vigorously,
    my eternal soul
    There are sturdy limbs that carry
    down to the halls of my fingertips
    Windows in the shape of eyes
    If you look inside,
    can you see the castle I have built?
    I had to learn how to love myself first
    before I could continue to give
    Constantly in renovation
    of new ways to take care
    so that I am never too empty, too unkempt
    too depleted, or dependent
    I will never be homeless

    — Take care of your home.


    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • If I wanted to
    I know how I can stop the whole world
    Separating myself out-of-body
    Just to become one with your every word
    My own bottomless ocean of feelings…
    feeling you entirely
    With such unfathomable intensity
    Caressing you without a single touch
    I can come to you vacant
    but still very much whole
    so I can offer you a place to get away
    And gentle reminders that keep you sane
    A forbidden territory for us deeply felt kind
    I find comfort in knowing that you are not alone
    And not letting you forget about your soul

    If I wanted to…..

    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Fall weather commence
    autumns unwanted presence,
    What was once a warm embrace
    now altered like a cold compress
    Wish it could hold on
    when I say, “not yet”
    but I wave summer kisses so long
    the only warmth here is in my chest
    The overcompensating heater
    It’s not the winter I dread
    but the accessory of the unwelcomed,
    cold-hearted people.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • 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.

  • When things are good,
    They’re really good.
    But when things are bad,
    They’re really, really bad.
    Such a blessing is it
    to be so engaged
    in the emotional aspect of things,
    and to feel so deeply on this world.
    But they were right about the cursed part.
    The inevitable double edged sword….

    I’ll take more of the good please.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

     

  • After all the hurt that you’ve been through,

    you somehow still manage to transform it

    into all this love that you give.

    What a beautiful thing

    to find light in the darkest place.

    What a heart

    to still want to beat the same.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • My stomach flipped every time someone would say,
    “Things can’t be that bad” or
    “It can always be worse.”
    It’s like throwing salt on an open wound,
    and invalidating how I feel.
    Depression.
    It’s not just about someone feelings sad.
    And for many, it’s not perspective
    that we need.
    It’s empathy
    and understanding.

    My feelings are Valid.

     

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Don’t get so caught of with moving forward that
    you don’t know how to live in the now.
    You can’t get there if you’re not here now.
    Be patient with yourself.

    Time has always been my biggest issue.

  • Love is loving all.

    Good and bad.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Even if we fall
    Even if we fail
    Despite what all we’ve lost,
    or had to say goodbye too
    As much as we want to forget it ever happened
    We wouldn’t be the resilient beings we are today
    if we haven’t toughed it out through the worst of storms
    We will always grow
    and learn from those memories
    And maybe even laugh one day
    at how big we thought they once were
    The heart is much stronger than you think.

     

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I never really cared about the superficial or typical things.
    The expensive gifts, fancy dinner dates,
    or the extravagant surprises.
    I want the things that most people don’t have.
    The things that are far more valuable.
    What people constantly gamble between their fingers
    and don’t tend to appreciate until its gone
    Just some of what really matters most.

  • Reaching out
    Hand stretched in dark waters
    It’s something I know I should do less of
    What a perpetual mess, love
    Knowing I can’t save everyone
    But still trying to do the most impossible tasks
    Like some modern day superwoman
    Though many have gone lost at sea
    It takes a real unethical being
    To watch someone struggle like that…

    I won’t watch you drown.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I shouldn’t have to ask twice

    Or have to make sure

    I deserve to know

    I deserve more

    I deserve better

    I hold you to my expectations

    Because You wanted to be here

    In my home

    In my world

    With your hands around my torso

    I didn’t go look for you 

    You found me 

    So now that you’re here

    It’s your choice 

    Which way do you want to go?

  • I thought you were all I had..

    But I had me.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Your laugh was wholesome,

    But always so short-lived.

    Although you light up the room.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • At the time I was spiraling 

    I felt like I needed you more than ever.

    I wanted you,

    but I wasn’t ready for you.

    It was really this desperate need of some stability

    when the ground began to crack beneath me.

    Even though I knew this to be true. 

    You were the only other reason I still stood.


    You were my ground.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez