Warsan Shire Quotes

His eyes were the same colour as the sea in a postcard someone sends you when they love you, but not enough to stay.

Later that night she picked the polish offwith her front teeth until the bed you sharedfor seven years seemed speckled with glitterand blood.

No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark.

Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you’re wearing, who you’re around, what you’re doing. Recreate and repeat.

We took such care of tomorrow, but died on the way there.

[…] but she cannot make him eat, like you.