I am because of you
Rupi Kaur
Longing
That ancient word
The Heart aches
Remorse
Birds sings and bees sting
Break
Up
To leave is to remember
Laundry Getting dried
I watch
Short, the poem, to capture what feels like forever: lost.
A vocation as a calling: understand.
Drawings to complete or to fulfill experience:
one woman lives,
another writes and all of us can read.
Pain:
to mean something
to express the body
Briseida Alcalá 