Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
Shoes weighted by mud
The wild dogs of my neighborhood escorting me home
It was a day like no other
Rain in the desert
Is this what we all prayed for?
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee