pieces of me

September 20, 2016zaji1

i sprinkle pieces of me at your feet, like rose petals, to soothe your soul from the unforgiving earth. each piece is memory reborn, slipping […]

on the edge of rest

September 16, 2016zaji0

Photo Challenge: Edge I cannot sit. The edge is too near, too daunting. The cloth is stripped away as surely as my soul is stripped […]

the potential for a memoir

September 14, 2016zaji4

One of my advisors a year ago encouraged me to write a memoir based on a writing prompt during one of our residency workshops. He […]

i am starseed

September 9, 2016zaji0

inside this brown skin is the divine existence of mysterious cosmic forces. i am starseed.

i am not what you seek

September 8, 2016zaji0

I am not what you see or seek in the mirror. I am me, living inside my skin, carrying blood and bone through time.

blue elegance

September 8, 2016zaji1

Writing Prompt: Elegant Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. The waters are not blue. They are the mirror for the royal […]

gaia

September 8, 2016zaji0

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

a return to locs

September 7, 2016zaji2

My DNA has warned me that if I keep on with this nonsense about growing out my natural hair without locs, there will be hell to pay. I get death threat-like whispers from my cells that I need to restart my locs, or else. This is a trying time, when the body actively participates in…

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i am wanting

September 6, 2016zaji1

I no longer remember who I am, nor why I am. Inside this foreign skin I breathe. I inhale the world I’ve wished for in […]

death, the great silencer

September 5, 2016zaji5

When all is said and done, we are all rendered mute. Death does not care about our feelings nor opinions about our political leanings, religious […]

longing for locs

September 1, 2016zaji0

I keep getting death threats from my cells. They’ve warned me that if I keep up this mess about growing my hair without locs, they’ll […]

burn with anger, woman

August 25, 2016zaji0

Burn with anger, woman.  Your fire voice was temporarily extinguished with water, but you did not let it drown you. You turned everything that touched you to steam. The destroyers dissipated into the air, mixed in with the ancestors who lost their way and told un-truths about the place of woman. They now mourn their…

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