i built a story

September 22, 2017 zaji 0

I built a story that was tall and wide, stretching across miles of land like the Great Wall of China. I did not use brick […]

unfurl

August 18, 2017 zaji 0

i am unfurled unwrapped by life’s hardships, joys and mysteries. without understanding why, i have lived without a name.   Unfurl

mortal words

August 15, 2017 zaji 0

i’ve decided that i don’t want to write, not with my hands anyway. i want to think words onto paper and screens and leaves and […]

i am the stream…

August 14, 2017 zaji 0

i am the stream… of consciousness. it is 2:38pm, monday, the In The Beginning day of the week august 14. twenty seventeen, whatever that means […]

save words

August 3, 2017 zaji 0

i will save words for you. bottled and pickled words for you. then feed you synonyms of me, so you will always remember my taste. […]

satchel of poems

June 11, 2017 zaji 0

I had a satchel filled with poems that I tossed into the sea. I wrote them on tiny circles and squares and rectangles woven with […]

ink spill

June 11, 2017 zaji 0

I spilled ink across the blank pages of my notebook. It was then that I decided to write stories with my fingers.

the words spill

June 10, 2017 zaji 0

The words spill from my pen, blood red, no longer wanting to be ink, but to be life. The words follow me into my dreams. […]

freedom

April 29, 2017 zaji 0

We all seek freedom in one way or another. But in the end, we live in an age where none of us know what true […]

i hide

April 9, 2017 zaji 1

i hide inside myself, in the dark corners of memory, in the light of a thousand what-could-have-beens.

existence remembered

March 10, 2017 zaji 0

The words leave, drifting atop my misconceptions. I am looking backwards. Why did we come here? Was it only to see if being human was […]

parallel universe

March 4, 2017 zaji 0

In the space of memory resides the fence we stand atop, teetering on the edge between hard ground and water. In that space we remember […]

little expectations

February 14, 2017 zaji 0

Writing Prompt: Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Expectation. I am sometimes filled to overflowing with a cauldron of expectations. Ideas […]

the thinning web

February 13, 2017 zaji 0

The silken network of threads thin inside me; those webs that stick to everything that I am. They thin, inch by inch, but strengthen, holding […]