words come
zaji i read the wind. the words color me in shades of scented gardenias. the words…
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the cauldron
the moon waits for me. i become the terpsichorean, naked, fragile, unclothed in darkness. my…
Read Morethe lonely road
The poem below by Frost is the life I’ve always lived, the road less traveled.…
Read Moreblue world
I won’t be saved by you. Only the sky can save me from this blue…
Read Morei will go now
I read this piece by Yeats recently and it struck a cord. The Lake Isle…
Read Moretime chain
The days meld into each other. Each one a link in a chain. The chain…
Read Moreiniquities of gods
I walk the dusty road of false time, seeking angels with broken wings. Only they…
Read MoreDNA
phallic symbols tiptoe through mind intimate portraits of ebony gods standing on thoughts naked on…
Read Morepark benches
Photograph by zaji, April 19, 2016 the park benches wait for children. lonely and longing…
Read Moreit ends (an eintou)
in time we all forget. we sink into darkness. heartbeats can’t find their way back…
Read Moreuniverse
Undulating within dark words reaching for dying stars. Nubian night finds us inventing stories of…
Read Morea haiku for death
Death Haiku the last exhale leaves. oblivion comes too quick. will darkness find light?
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Haiku for Water liquid love fills seas my womb hosts life in oceans in birth,…
Read Morea haiku for the night-blooming cereus
Below are pictures I took of a Night-Blooming Cereus my mother has in a giant…
Read Morea haiku for earth
Haiku for Earth Earth once talked to sky Sky then whispered to the wind The…
Read Moregalaxy luggage
Writing Prompt: Suitcase Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. galaxy luggage…
Read Morefire in the caves
There is fire in the caves. Defiant flames stretch across indocile walls. The cold stones…
Read Moreorange peel waters (unedited)
Orange peel tea drinks me instead. It tastes my waters, then pours into me without…
Read Morea world upside out
I am revisiting this piece which I wrote a very long time ago. At the…
Read Morepaper, voice, spaces: a tritina for nena
I was challenged by my friend, Nena, to write a tritina. This is my first…
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