Quote image editor
“She arrives with the first thunder— hair wet with sky, eyes holding storms no one has named. I offer her tea. She drinks the rain instead. The cup trembles in my hands like a secret I was never meant to keep” — Avijeet Das
She arrives with the first thunder—
hair wet with sky,
eyes holding storms
no one has named. I offer her tea.
She drinks the rain instead.
The cup trembles
in my hands
like a secret
I was never meant to keep