Excerpt: the sun and her flowers by rupi kaur

Canadian poet and illustrator Rupi Kaur’s superb work includes explorations of love, loss, trauma, healing and femininity.

if i am the longest relationshipof my lifeisn’t it time to nurture intimacyand lovewith the personi lie in bed with each night

- acceptance

you cannotwalk in and out of melike a revolviing doori have too many miraclesHappening inside meto be your convenient option

- not your hobby

Rupi Kaur

you must see no worth in yourselfif you find me worth lessafter you’ve touched meas if your hands on my bodymagnify youand reduce me to nothing

- worth is not something we transfer

in a dream I saw my motherwith the love of her life and no childrenit was the happiest i’d ever seen her