~The never saids~

Sometimes you make me feel
Like I’m not enough
So you won’t call my bluff
And click on the cuff
Like I’m not enough


Today I stopped giving a fuck
for your fuck.
I tired of your fire, your desire.
Today I saw nothing when I thought of you.
no one. a shadow. darkness.
Why is this happening?
Explain something to me.
Where is my happiness?
So today I just stopped giving a fuck for your fuck.
I don’t give a fuck if you don’t give a fuck fuck.
What’s there to gain but light
What’s there to lose but darkness
What’s there to hold but love
What’s there to lose but heartbreak.


I want to give you so much head just call me Easter Island
Arrive at my shores
I don’t even mind an eye land
You gotta let me know which hand and if it’s an open palm or clenched grab
Normally a lady but you wake up a new class and it’s not bad
There’s no sandbag
to hold back
I want it

We only have it when we don’t know what it is

The love I chose to practice proved to be a failure
A danger
Toward a stranger

Love abdicated
I matter in one less person’s life

What I think love is
Love to me was complete
but that’s dangerous
Love was trust but that’s foolish
Love to me was expectation
and that’s destructive
One thing I know for sure
My love is sorry for even trying

Stay primal

It’s not you
It’s your demons
I know you’ve let them win
You’re weak
But I’ll make you stronger

The Mouth of the River
“He called me Oshun as his waves crashed against my riverbank.
I want to know how possible love deeper can be.
The moment he said my name I returned and felt the river he filled.
The river returning to the sea.
He names me as I swallow his masculine divinity.
Against my riverbanks”

Poetic messengers

Iron and flesh
He brought everything a hunger needs
Steel and meat

Intoxifying blood cells
Through many meals, meat and steel

I think about you all day too
My eyes open and
It’s still you
A carousel of vivid calm
Behind eyelids or
Cojoined palms
A touch a sound a wave of peace

As I move into the future
I become the past
Keep the present

The problem with you is #IDGAF.


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.