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An Overture to Illumination

Below is a collection of my creative writing pieces, of prose, poetry, essays and scripts.

Heavenly

Angels get high off wings,
Get drunk off holy water,
Smoke off the rims of their halos,
And get down on their knees,
So when the kingdom comes crashing,
Don’t say you didn’t see the signs.

Vareesha Khan