How does it feel to be a genie?
Knowing You can grant a wish
Knowing You behold a gift
Unknowingly just being all of this.

I do not rub you the right way
I stare at vortexes on my way
To not wish to have granted your question:
How can I personally make your day?

How does it feel to have that sway?
To know just your thought creates a sway
A swing side to side
Staring at your bottle
Can’t get to what’s inside

So I wish You would just try to Know.
So I could just know

If wishes are your thing.

Give wind to a caged bird’s wings
Open throat sings
Body spins in rings
Eye on the beholder
Growing bolder smolders steel
Reveals a body

Wishes can come true

I ask again of you to just tell me some truth

How does it feel to be a dream?
To appear fresh from steam
To seem of a stream
Serene scenery
I wish you could hear what I see.

But you’re not of the kind listening
Your vision glistening
My depth just deepening

I bury again
Until I am ready
The views of my wish

The smile on my lips.

I wish.

How does it feel to not know.
I wish.


Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.