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faraway home

Writing Prompt: Faraway Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. My home is faraway in unfamiliar land. It is beyond moon and stars. It is beyond our ideas of galaxies. I am forgotten there. My home is faraway in familiar…

uncaged voice

Writing Prompt: Voice Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. i am trembling voice. i am fear finding footing and tongue. i am freedom picking the lock to my cage with skeleton key words that find their way through tumblers…

the wanting

the gale lifts me up to the white clouds. tufts separate then fold around me. i fly toward Proxima Centauri, Alpha Centauri’s star. my wings gather stardust along the way. i fly through still unbroken blackness. and learn to breathe with cosmic lungs.…

freedom bound

Black unpolished marble doors too heavy to swing open. Locked inside dark moments that seek escape from Earthly prisons. We are not free. Black slick walls, wet from raging rivers seeping in. They enter me, finding the lonely dark spaces. Slipping through rocks…

to tell you a story

I want to tell you a story. But the words are dangerous and may draw blood. They come sharp, and sometimes come in hollow points. They are piercing. Always seeking darkness. To tell you the story opens wounds. Because the words no longer…

my footsteps

Writing Prompt: Footsteps Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. I walk through the rain pelted land, my footsteps following me as I go. Seeds fallen from towering trees settle on the dirt. My footsteps squeeze them into the soft…

on the edge

Writing Prompt: Edge Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. At the edge of sun soaked cliffs, I find you, soul worn, standing in patent leather shoes. Snow melts under the weight of orange rays. There is a tomorrow waiting…

words are never enough

It is never enough, this house of words and glass. Sentences splash across walls in bright island colors. Palm trees whisper stories of the ocean’s song. Still, it is never enough. Words find each other in the quiet spaces. They join hands and…

blue poetics

I’ve written a few Twitter posts that I am sharing here. Twitter poetics…in blue. Stories breath. Exhaling the laws of words. Speaking lifetimes back into existence. Speaking for yesterday’s wisdom. If you say our world is beautiful, I will believe you. But do…

pink lips

pink lipstick over coconut oiled lips in chapped winters. the cold drives out the lady demons. sends them back to places i’ve never been. © zaji, 2016

i see friend

Writing Prompt: Friend Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. i see friend. she stand there. years blooming on her face. smile rising inside me. she speak decades back. she conjure long gone words. she remember laughs. she remember cries.…

envy not

Writing Prompt: Envy Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. eny… …is a waste of time. the time spent looking at someone else and what they have could be spent living one’s own life and creating one’s own destiny. envy……

stranded

i’ve landed here, left stranded inside my body. form and void birthed me into sentience. i want to forget my belonging. i want to escape the prison of my skin. but i’ve been given life, locked inside solitary confinement, chained to this single…

pocketed thoughts

forgotten skies cry for tomorrow’s clouds. wings can’t help me fly into yesterday. so i fold yesterday’s thoughts into neat little squares and tuck them away in my patchwork pocket. they live in darkness seeking light. they desire to unfold into wings, big…

i wait

I wait for the day. Blue sunshine on green skies. I wait for change. Land covered lush, and fertile. I wait for the dawn. Candle lit orange horizons. I wait for the sun. Rivers swim to me. I wait for the night. ©…

in the space of memory

Everything exists in the space of memory. There is no past, no present, no future. There is only now. There is only memory. There is only mind. For now. For this moment. © zaji, 2016

weeping in the land of dreams

in the land of dreams, weeping willows stand watch. they cry not for you or me, but for the world. they cry for what we have lost. they cry because it is what we cannot do for ourselves. they weep each night. they…

soul flow

Writing Prompt: Flow Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. My soul flows from here. Along rippling riverbeds smoothing stones. Across silt, soil and pebbles. Baptismal waters cleanse me. The sun dries my shadows. Soul is wanting cloudless skies. I…

the unrequited

i return to you dressed in red painted toenails carrying my heart in my right hand my pen in my left you admire my purple lipstick “eccentric” you say “royal” i say “but i am not your queen” he look away to search…

contrasting self

Writing Prompt: Contrast Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Who I was yesterday is not who I am today, yet, in a strange way I am the same person. It’s an amazing paradox. I am contrasted to my yesterday…

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