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i built a story

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 or stone or plastic or metal or wood. I used the purple haze of stardust, sprinkled on sea…

belief collector

i collect beliefs and put them inside glass jars, rubber sealed and sometimes placed in the sun. i shake them to see if they will blend. some converge, others diverge. all are creations living inside us, changing us, moving us to imagine the…

i am starseed

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

i am wanting

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 far away dreams and exhale the world I exist in, bedeviled by those who swim in blood red…

the clouds in prayer

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 memories we will never touch, nor taste. Nor see. Clouds beseech the un-gods, begging for intervention. But the…

threads of memories

I live inside this skin of flesh, blood and bone. I am fragile life dreaming of infinity. Threads of memories stitch themselves to the stars. A corner of the sky is clothed in my stories, twinkling down upon a life force remembering when…

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…

galaxy luggage

Writing Prompt: Suitcase Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. galaxy luggage found travel stickers across the milky way. my suitcase has seen Jupiter and Saturn. winged feet prefer clouds doubling as stones to take me across stars flowing like waters. i skip across clouds white and emptiness. planet hopping is free.…

galaxy luggage was originally published on zaji

galaxy luggage was originally published on zaji

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…

random thoughts #1

No one wants to hear that there are days when I feel so afraid that all I want is for the world to end so that everything that makes it ugly would disappear and never return. No one wants to know that some…

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.…

a colorful world

Writing Prompt: Colorful Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. My soul is colorful, covered in shades of pink, purple, red, blue, yellow, orange and green, filled with black and white, filled with rainbows carrying sunshine on their back. My…

my magic

Writing Prompt: Do You Believe in Magic? You have been transformed into a mystical being who has the ability to do magic. Describe your new abilities in detail. How will you use your new skills? My magic has wings and can fly into…

screen deferred

Writing Prompt: Screen Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Television screens rarely find themselves on trash heaps. A book will be burned before a TV is put to the fire. Any television found out in landfills will be aged…

love (an experiment)

I am shaped by fierce white clouds against ancient blue skies Nova bound stars hang from the ends of my long black warrior locs Bright shooting rays yellow the engorged land My heart is my sword I am wanting to cut into the…

on dead leaves

i sleep atop living and dead leaves shadowed by sensual trees whose leaves play upon my sun bathed skin untold stories whisper through fallen leaves they descend onto my engorged breasts infant food from the mother goddess dead leaves shift and crunch beneath…

make me a witness

make me a witness to the dreams that seep into our reality. what does it mean? what is real in this frantic place that upends lives and sabotages cultures waiting to be reborn into self? they’ve become the lost ones who have forgotten…

fueling imagination and possibility

Photo Challenge: Optimistic How do you fuel the fires of optimism? There seems to be so little time to read these days. Time is merciless and haunts me each time I venture to steal a bit of leisure. It breathes heavily on my…

the path

I walked the path a thousand times and remembered how deeply I loved him. The path was wood paved and green. The last Indian Summer saw us making love atop a Colocasia leaf. We slipped into each other like a gentle touch slips…

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