Sunday laughs like a broken dream over my eyelashes as I watch the sunset unfolding. There's no sun, I acclaim loudly, my voice navigating through the cracks in the air. This evening is a caravan of exhausted clouds, finding their homes. Somewhere in my balcony, I open and close my arms like I am becoming … Continue reading Survival through sunsets
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What remains after we die?
Trigger warning. What remains of a person when they die? A body to be cremated or buried. Tears to be exchanged with grief. Darkened eyes and a wish for a bright future ahead. but where? Where does a person go after they die? Why death is a personal experience but mourning isn't? Why is the … Continue reading What remains after we die?
The Poetic Elixir 
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