Tag: Zahra Berama

  • Charity

    Charity

    by Zahra Berama My name is Charity. In the name of his sweet departed soul I inject moisture into the drying hearts of the deprived. With each drop, I benevolently water crops coaxed from virtuous intentions, perched atop mountains of your clement dew. You perpetuated cycles of symbiosis. You shone. Like a panacea for darkened…

  • Who Am I?

    Who Am I?

    by Zahra Berama I nurture gardens of bonsai homegrown from emotional soil.  Where the trees leaves perspire like injections of externalized pain. An agricultural architect: I grow homes from the bottom of my heart… And then sell them to my left-handed pen. I build truths you will never  understand. Erected from grains of maniacal sand,…