Z.A. B : Writing

Heir of the Night

Heir of the Night

A Story by Z.A. B


Instead, they had a secret love affair...
Life's Heartbeat

Life's Heartbeat

A Poem by Z.A. B


Resting in the heart, Life beats to the pulse of time.Wrapped in transfixed voices,Imposing backward motion,The sand dances beneath our toes.Our innoc..
She Loves the Moon

She Loves the Moon

A Poem by Z.A. B


Two cleft moons fallingAn entwined eclipse of desireDistance holds the hour
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Z.A. B


Breathing is easy, truly living is hard.
Waiting For The End

Waiting For The End

A Stage Play by Z.A. B


It is all too much for one man… live it alone or try with failure. One’s heart is his own, as any breath that he breathes.
All We Have Is Who We Are

All We Have Is Who We Are

A Story by Z.A. B


One’s choice affected the ripples of time, and with choices came unexpected consequences.