A biography for Akanksha Singhhasn’t been written yet.
“Maybe if I stretch my lips, I will remember how to smile.”
“My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wristsMy words - they stink.”
“I wouldn't go back to ashes or dustWords gave me life and in them I will surrenderFrom words to words..”