Ipsita

“Girl from the fifth floor, who feeds the birds every day, climbs up to the water tank and jumps off.

I see her body on the road below, and feel absolutely nothing. Maybe because I expect her to get up and walk off. In a story, the birds would have joined forces in a show of gratitude and broken her fall, carried her to a faraway land of safety. As it is, they just gurgle foolishly and confer about the no-show of breakfast.

I imagine myself in Pigeon girl's place - a split open bag of skin on tar.”
― Amruta Patil, Kari

“...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of.”
― Kellie Elmore, Jagged Little Pieces

“Are you ready?”
I nodded and whispered, “Yes.”
“And nothing changes us.”
“Nothing changes that we love each other.”
― Raine Miller, Eyes Wide Open

“My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.”
― Sylvia Plath, Ariel