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.

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 […]

authentic

December 2, 2016 zaji 0

Strong, sturdy hips receive hungry thrusts. Authentic sex is not for the weak. Fainting hearts are not welcome here. Moans crescendo, vibrating leaves and rippling […]

gaia

September 8, 2016 zaji 0

Gaia I am in awe. Life. It sings to my soul. New Songs. Honor it now. Earth.

the clouds in prayer

August 7, 2016 zaji 4

The clouds interlace fingers seeking prayer, an impassioned supplication to the un-gods.  They spread across skies gathering stories of un-time, spaces inside cycles that collect […]

see

June 9, 2016 zaji 0

we are here to see the impossible sometimes through the night other times through the rain we must see inside self see inside the places […]