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the very thought of you
has my legs spread apart
like an easel with canvas
begging for art

the night after you left
i woke up so broken
the only place to put the pieces
where the bags under my eyes
i am water
soft enough
to offer life
tough enough
to drown it away

Abstract illustrations for Rupi Kaur's collection of poetry and prose "milk and honey".
Technique: Acrylic painting
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