I wish I could live in a sentence, incarcerated for life among your words. I want to be that flower, that lost count of its breaths somewhere in a haiku or a sonnet, lifeless and wrecked, smeared in ink, in a dusty pile of books, swallowing sunshine by your window.

-Sakshi Narula

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