Manasi Ganti

“doctor, tell me, how do you put a life back together?”





open / heart

frozen / lungs

screaming into

the deep


isn’t it funny that out there is a whole world that doesn’t 

understand the way my lungs iced over / a whole 

world that won’t remember my name / a

world where hearts still beat / where 

questions get answers

cities and cities full of motion full of heat full of

people who don’t know what it’s like to die


haven’t you heard? there is no heaven there is no hell 

there is only blood and ice and this aching empty”