Fortunate are those who forget, Blessed are those who have forgotten all.
This Side of Paradise…
the ghost of you; you know the colors of my invisible; sixteen days
the ghost of you still dips my mattress with a warmth I reach for but never achieve – I wake from a sleep that made me forget that you’re no longer within my reach.
An Inventory of All the Things I’ve Hoarded – Paronychia
Ammi ki churiyan kahan hain? I’ll measure time in things I’ve held on to the longest until she notices her bare wrists.
Frankincense
I have been waiting for a long time Longing for belonging
The Terror Trilogy
And now, it takes more and more To satiate both of us Who changed? Was it you or me? Still, I don’t know what I would do Without you. How can I face the world? Naked, Unprotected No weapons and no armor Just me. When I have never been enough
Love Me Knots
the cat of infinite death jumped from the couch to the sill that cold
morn...