“I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.”

I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.

I always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.

If you wish to read the story of my people look no further than my body.

I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.

Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.

I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.

I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.

I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.

She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.

I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.

I loved each and every one of your faces.

Tear me open and rest inside me.

Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.

I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.

For once I want to be something that lasts.

I’m sorry only I can both drown you and be the summer that dries it away.

A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.

O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.

When everyone is trying to be something, be nothing. Range with emptiness.

If ifs were gifts, every day would be Christmas.

You have to know how to accept rejection and reject acceptance.

Things that are seen are temporal; things that are unseen are eternal.

It’s hard to listen to your soul if you’re only listening to your fears.

Good to evil seems evil