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TURNING 11

Of all the skins
I wear, my
favourite
is the one
that meets
yours.

/kritika.

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STRIPES

tonight I hold myself
tighter than ever
for your absence jolts
my body. my toes curl in,
my palms clutch
to the flesh on my back. i am
the embodiment of a cocoon,
so contained, only
the sturdy branches that
are your arms could crack
it open. but soon,
my heart clenches to itself
and the magic blood
fills the burning crevices.
rightful healing, I call it.

/kritika.

IMPIETY

Forgive yourself
for loving
parts of them
that made
you hate
parts of you.

/kritika.

SCRAPE

all that breathes
is the little life left
through the crevices of
a marred heart.
all it ever knew was
reckless loving.
so, it sat there and
watched itself die,
one kiss at a time.

/kritika.

STIFF

Silence bears more
fruit than it
does thorns.
But then why
does yours prick
so bad?

/kritika.

SOAR

amongst a million,
exists one memory, fonder
than its peers. for self
love weighs more than
sadness ever will. the
lesson came easy,
thankfully.
i hammered
the crumbling broken
walls on which doubt feebly
balanced itself and
somewhere
in the smoke of the
rubble, I breathed
peace.

/kritika.

BLITHE

I smile

hoping that

someday someone

will look at this

brokenness

and see

art.

/kritika.

LASH

Unsolicited love is

the sunshine

you seldom

appreciate but

its absence leaves

your days gloomy too.

/kritika.

WHEN

Looking at each other,

all our blues became one.

And that’s how

I fell in love

with the sky.

/kritika.

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