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...