Hunter Zabbai : Writing

Isn't it funny?

Isn\'t it funny?

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai


The way things work out....
Apology Letter.

Apology Letter.

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai


Sometimes, it isn't just good enough. You know what I mean? Like, you hear something, or something happens... But you just aren't satisfied? Y..
Farewell.

Farewell.

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai


Say. If I was me, and you were you, Would they still all watch the things we do? Exactly. So let's play our roles, shall we? We deal with things..
Like A Tree

Like A Tree

A Story by Hunter Zabbai


Complacency. Sought after, hard to find. The search for it blinds. The weak fall and never get up. But even the strong and determined warriors will..
Glass.

Glass.

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai


Broken.
Trapped.

Trapped.

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai


Everyday life.
Student Naturalist Class on LSD

Student Naturalist Class on LSD

A Story by Hunter Zabbai


Notes I was taking in my student naturalist class, while on LSD.

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