和美

Born and raised in Peru until the ages of fifteen, Kazumi came to Japan in 2019 to continue life with her family, as well as complete her education. She has been drawn to reading and writing from a very early age, and has experience writing in both her mother tongue (Spanish) and later on her second language (English). Her first works started as pieces based on existing media, however as time passed, she composed her own. Some were fictional stories, others were journal entries turned into poetry. Though she enjoys other expressions of art, Kazumi feels the most confident and comfortable when writing.

First and last picture, courtesy of my photographer friend. The rest of the pictures were taken by me, throughout the semesters.

Burn me Forever

Like a tender kiss.

So inviting, so soft.

I long for sunlight touching my skin,

I long for its presence, its tight embrace.

Sunlight comes, brief, gentle,

it rests on my shoulder.

We talk.

Old friends and always around.

Like the back of my hand, it knows me.

Sunlight adores my cheeks, adores my legs,

adores every trace of skin it gets.

Worshiping and kind, my dear sunlight.

It lingers

like no other. Sunlight adorns my face.

Irresistible, I look for it.

Blazing gaze, I close my eyes.

Kisses me

again and again.

I stay quiet and blush,

Glazing every inch of my side,

it walks next to me.

Please, sunlight.

Burn me forever.

Memories

They stare at you. Or you are the one staring at them. You cannot pinpoint exactly if you want to cry, but your chest is tight and your hands shake. You cannot catch them. You do not have the ability to do anything more than look at them. So you do. You continue to look, in hopes that if you do so, something will come out of it. Nothing does. Nothing but the ache in your heart, the void sinking to your feet, the heaviness clinging from your shoulders. You cannot get rid of them. They get blurry, they are incomplete. It shakes you even more when you realize that is all you have. You look at your own smile and a tear finally rolls down your face. You are jealous.

Lamentos

Si pudiera tomarte en mis brazos sin temor alguno

Si pudiera

acariciar tu cabello y adorarte.

Mas me conformo a abrazar mis sábanas

con esos mismos

brazos que mueren por tu tacto.

Si pudiera.

I carry you around, whether I want to, or because I simply do

A first

I wish for you to achieve everything you want; I do not see the point in seeing you again.

I sit down with your ghost as I let you go. He is sweet.

Shame

I reach for you, but it is not to touch your soul. I cannot reach for it. I cannot claim you.

Is it that I have fallen unknown to tenderness, that you bring me so much joy? Is it you, or is it me?

"Rakkaudella"

The Leo sun that you are, I say it right back at you.

See but being cared for by you is a privilege.

I hope I do the same for you.

Blood

Yet here I am, like the ghost of you if someone dares to harm anything I care for. Here I am, as I mirror your anger. Here I am, as I stand my ground too.

Hija de tu padre, I sure am.

You (Me)

No one knows what it took for you to be like this, you have endured, you have cursed, you have blessed, and you are no less divine.

With all the sadness in my heart, if you ever lost, it was to gain. Do not doubt and just go.

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