Written on Dec, 30, 2016
by ZiyanaK
Vanity controls all. Some are ashamed of being less than perfect, and their vanity compels them to hide within the dark. Some are proud of being ideally beautiful, and their vanity compels them to appear before the light. But all are controlled by…
Written on Aug, 31, 2016
by ZiyanaK
I am tired. In the spaces between my heartbeats I find moments of silence anchored by shadows to the breath of every dawn, but this is before the daytime expels sunrise’s misty serenity and thrusts me into a place where people use my…
Written on Jan, 26, 2016
by ZiyanaK
When you open your eyes after a vivid dream, despite its vibrant nature, the details begin to fade from your memory faster than water slides through the cracks of cupped hands. This is how it feels to die. Her life was…
Written on Dec, 21, 2015
by ZiyanaK
As the languid slink of tentative waves tinkled between the creases of river rocks, its wide, smooth arcs flowed in and out. The cool waves inched their way forwards with slow, hesitant motions before lightly kissing the lips of grey-speckled rocks. With the…
Written on Nov, 05, 2015
by ZiyanaK
I lie beside him in bed each night, deprived of sleep by his heavy, relentless snores. Every morning, I help him get out of bed with painstaking effort. I guide his slow, shuffling movements as he makes his way to the bathroom.…
Written on Oct, 02, 2015
by ZiyanaK
I am the ocean. I am calm and steady, though cool and distant towards those who pry into my life and swim in my waters without any knowledge of who I am. My personality in itself is a contradiction; I am of fierceness,…
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