Before you ask me to leave, I need you to return some things I left with you for safekeeping, I don’t want this any more …
Cloisters by Harnidh Kaur
The day after I died, I woke up with a knot in my throat, a rising crescendo of goodbyes that reminded me of the last …
Drowning by Harnidh Kaur
Hold me down in water, just six inches is enough to drag me away, and two feet would wash away my car, but you knew …