
PoetrySuki
Heavens, please.
“I know madness because I know what it is to be loved by you,”
The collected writings of Suki
A pen and a paper go a long way…

PoetrySuki
“I know madness because I know what it is to be loved by you,”

ReflectionSuki
“Today someone said to me,”

PoetrySuki
“My voice will never be loud enough.”

PoetrySuki
“I tear apart anything that stands in our way.”

ReflectionSuki
“If I were to describe color to a blind person, I would tell them that,”

ReflectionSuki
“You're Somebody Else, Flora Cash,”

ReflectionSuki
“I walked into our garage which was just a small area away from our main house.”

ReflectionSuki
“Once I got here, I envied the dead.”

ReflectionSuki
“I did not have anything as fanciful as a eulogy, or even the least, a funeral.”

ReflectionSuki
“I sat there my face feeling dirty.”
“Heavens, please.” — I know madness because I know what it is to be loved by you,
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