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lost

I am lost in thoughts that I do not own.

what a peach

Our peach tree is really coming along nicely. Each day the peaches get brighter and fuller. I’m excited and can’t wait until they fully mature so I can begin to eat them. Like this:Like Loading…

what a peach was originally published on zaji

what a peach was originally published on zaji

a quiet world

I am halfheartedly searching for a road back to Earth. The other half of my heart seeks a quiet world.

word scientist

Writing Prompt: Whisper Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Most of what I write is an experiment where I allow words to cascade from my fingertips and walk about in the world, naked and unashamed. I let them roam…

the lonely road

The poem below by Frost is the life I’ve always lived, the road less traveled. It keeps me sane, even as it sometimes leaves me lonely in this world. Most times, lonely in a room filled with people. The Road Not Taken by…

the potential for loneliness

Someone called me today, a loved one. She said she was lonely. But I am too far away to just show up on her doorstep and take her out so we can run the streets like school girls. I could hear it in her voice, the loneliness she tried to conceal behind laughter as she…

the potential for loneliness was originally published on zaji

the skies above us

Photograph by zaji This was the sky over my house yesterday. Such a beautiful sight. The sky is a constant reminder of my mortality. When I am gone, the sky will go on, into millions of years that I will never live to…

the beauty of a teacher, and her students

Every now and then a bit of beauty falls onto my lap and reminds me that there just might be a pinhole of hope for humanity. Very few of us are as lucky as these ex-students to have found a teacher who truly…

my first and last

Photographer Unknown It was the mid 80s. I was 18 years old. I was working at a local video store renting out videos for a Prince height Italian man whose accent betrayed his birthplace, which was clearly not Italy. He was a Bronx born Italian, who mixed Americanized Italian with yiddish insults. When I didn’t…

my first and last was originally published on zaji

dinnertime fruit tree

Photo Prompt: Dinnertime …This week, share an image inspired by dinnertime — whether you take a photo of food or simply shoot during the evening hours is up to you! Photography by zaji, April 22, 2016 @ 11:45 am CST Our little peach…

iniquities of gods

I walk the dusty road of false time, seeking angels with broken wings. Only they know my sorrow and how unforgiving the gods can be. I don’t need their lives vicariously, my window is the same, yet I have no wings. I see…

park benches

Photograph by zaji, April 19, 2016 the park benches wait for children. lonely and longing for the weekend fraught with giggles and bruised knees, they wait for light and dark to revolution less than six times. that is all it will take to…

contemplating life

I sat in the park today, thinking. I didn’t focus on anything in particular. I listened to woodpeckers feverishly pecking away at trees and red pyramids at the top of a swing set. One I saw atop the swing had a vibrant red…

the passionate journal

Brick red journal. Pleather string wrapped three times, tight, to seal the words inside. Gem stone glued to the middle, circled by a carved and braided sunshine design, a mandala. Spine pleather crossed holding together the many sentences that spill across pages unnumbered.…

oh snap!

Writing Prompt: Snap Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Oh snap, how cool is this!? It’s a writing prompt that takes me back to my junior high and high school days when saying, “Oh snap!” was the thing. It…

the story of leaves

I took this photo more than five years ago. Each time I revisit it I see something I never noticed before. It is not only majestic, but the leaves tell a story I am still trying to decipher. I look at the veins…

my books and me

Writing Prompt: Pride and Joy What’s your most prized possession? My books are one of my most prized possessions. Reading is my refuge and my many tomes provide me with the escape I need from the mundane. My library is about 5,000 books…

untamed roads

Writing Prompt: Tricky Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Jutting rocks pave rarely trodden roads. Walking into an unknown future is tricky. We are twisted into ideas and forms that take us barefoot across the sharp stones and even…

sitting with existence

Photograph by zaji • April 7, 2016 • circa 1:30pm CST I’m sitting outside on the grass, writing. The ground beneath me is cool and firm. The sun is almost at the top of the sky, peeking through the trees I’ve chosen to…

raindrops keep falling on my…

Writing Prompt: Climate Control The idea that the weather and people’s moods are connected is quite old. Do you agree? If yes, how does the weather affect your mood? We are all affected in some way by the weather. I have not met a person…

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