aina

“here
is a eulogy
for all parts that did not make it out alive.

here
is the shrine we made from our traumas.”
― Koleka Putuma, Collective Amnesia

“let ruin end here

let him find honey
where there was once a slaughter

let him enter the lion's cage
& find a field of lilacs

let this be the healing
& if not let it be”
― Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead