i thirst after a long walk,

wait, wonder,

‘of what is it that i thirst the most?’

In that moment, i know-

i thirst for you, for every bit of you.

Now, i anthologise all my thirst for you

and let the thirst assert itself.

An anthology of thirst is the articulation of my thirst and all that is born out of it. This thirst has taken many forms, many ways and through different mediums it is expressing and articulating. Of what do I desire to achieve through this, I do not know.

Much is due to the self and a part of it is the acknowledgement of the pain born out of this unquenched thirst. I do not wish to quench all of it, nor to leave it thirsty. The thirst will find its path.

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