Xanadu
 

Depths of winter, silence blankets the world, my scars lie like fallen leaves, each one a testament to the cold, each one of...

my mom plants a garden in my heart. she tends to the yellow tulips and the purple hydrangeas. me, a flower— i can do very little for her....

A gentle embrace of twilight, illuminating the horizon. The beautiful lights emerging into the sky with hues of green and purple, soft...

Our origin, birthright. Gravity encasing, touching every inch, holding you. We are judged by our volume and mass. The amount of space...

-for my eulogist, in advance -after Stephen Dunn Tell them I was human. That I lived a life I loved....

Atoms, Particles, Cells; sharing energy. Composing symphonies. Creation. Destruction. What is the Matter? Do the Atoms itch ? The...

The sun waits, illuminating the sky. Warming those around her, she leaves wondering when they’ll cross. While the darkness comes up— he...

Fingers intertwined, A lace of intimacy. Hands—made to fit yours. Humans— have forever sought each other out. When we are scared, we...

I looked out of the window as we sang. The lyrics come through our vocal chords, harmonies to melodies forming together. “Come to me oh...

His common weeknight begins with a car pulling into the driveway. Staring, he sighs and glides his tender fingers through his coarse...