The Red Thread

Nov 14, 2022

1 min read

By Seher Pokhariyal

I can't do things in greyscale,

they must be red.

Red like rage

Red like shame

Red like lust

Red like sacrilege

Red like monstrosity

Red like love—

the lifeblood

of all stories.

But

perhaps—

this bloodline needs to end with me

By Seher Pokhariyal

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