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knowing freedom

September 28, 2014 zaji 0

i want to wash my skin with white clouds; wash until they feel the insides of me so deeply they cry upon my skin; until […]

the girl in the outhouse

September 11, 2014 zaji 2

I was born on an oddly shaped island just below Cuba. Places like Kingston, Montego Bay and St. Ann are reminders of a colonized space […]

a soul apart (excerpt)

September 11, 2014 zaji 0

Mia was planting yams in the garden. Her hands touched the rich dark soil. It was cool and slightly moist. She ran her fingers through […]