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)
Here lies a dream In papers drowned by ink Things, even if you steel, you can never take away from me Land I forget, before I remember Places where I used to belong Earth that smelled much like I There I lay And awake I see There can be another me Immigrant in this earth…
The creature crawled out of her book And the painting stepped out of the frame
They led me behind a broken barn They showed me all the things they have done Creatures that looked like smoke