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For Andrew Pulido

July 3, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

This poem is for my dear friend Andrew Pulido, who lost his mother. We are all with you. Forget life — the way it punishes you unfairly I must remind […]

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Kia huri au te tai whakatu a Kupe, Ki Te Tai o Matawhero i motu mai!

June 5, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

We are the children of Aotearoa — Stand tall, and stand firm. The tremors of the earth shoot through our heels and into our tingling spine, as stoic as Aoraki’s peak […]

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Wildness and Wildernesss of Women

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak 5 Comments

Wild as a September Hurricane as the spitting ocean that reigns the Pacific nights but she tames and purrs on his feet see how she moans for his love. Exploding […]

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Lost in the Eyes of God

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

Dear father, where do I begin remember the highway to the grand fucking hole in the sky I’ve gauged out my eyes I am soulless   Dear father, help me […]

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Struggle for Justification

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

Everyday is a struggle for justification A constant desperation to host a post mortem on thought analysis   At times I am tired, floating from heroic determination to the delicious […]

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Voyage of the Lost

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

Buds are blossoming in articulate spring patterns, awakening. Each a beautiful specimen of mint blue, throbbing red, Brazillian yellow   but her world remains an infinite 50s film strip Black […]

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Bullshit on the Daily Menu

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

You fed and you fed and you fed.   You were supposed to save her to bathe her to stroke her to shield her eyes from the shits of the […]

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Behind Closed Doors

March 1, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

The world is now temporarily mute And it is peppered sufficiently with flares of blood flesh and explosions   There are visions of cannibalistic emotions And he is rocking no, […]

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Inch by Inch

January 19, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

In nomine Christi… Come to me, whispers death.   His fingers are coiled around your wet and bloodied oesophagus. Tightening. Threatening.   Inch by inch.   Come to me, whispers […]

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The Girl and Her Basket

January 9, 2016by zulaikhaishak Leave a comment

The night crickets sing, waving their antennas in the cool breeze. Innocent girl, fragile girl. She leaps and dances over broken twigs and rocks, the scratches on her face shining […]

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