Poems from ZikaSenji
If I died tomorrow, I
don't know if I would be proud of who
I am today.
[pause] Allow me, to explain,
we have been told over and over...
I live in the shadows to
let you soak up the sun. It looks
better in your skin than mine. I let it
go. (watched you slipped so...
Writing is about the fluidity you have as a writer,
as a storyteller. You have to pick and choose the words
you use. Craft them to your...
I close my eyes-
The darkness sems to
sink in. Words are no longer
like waves coming in-
to me, rather like grass beneath my feet.
When my...