Xanadu
 

We were attached at the hip— like sisters one could say. We did everything together. We would skip around the playground and laugh as we...

They say that Jesus was born today. What do I know about Jesus? I used to go to church when I was a child. My mother made me. She wasn’t...

The leaves of late Summer sing in the wind As the bright sunlight illuminates the beaten path it’s in A young mockingbird leaves the nest...

There is no better dessert than apple pie, yet cherries over apples on any day. I can construct a genius mathematician from hair color to...

I contain multitudes… I relish the rich timber of Michael Bublé’s voice as much as I do The upbeat metallic rock of Blink-182. I could...

Inspiration from Emily Dickinson ‘’Hope’’ is the thing that comes out in the Spring — With it fragile and thousands of colorful scales —...

-my pretty pale skin has always been smooth, no flaws. like freshly fallen snow on the lawn in the winter time. the same winter that...

The blue guitar lays silent and lonely, it waits used and then replaced. I unstrung my blue Fender Strat. I cut the old strings, looking...

I guess we didn’t have much left to say. You can’t replant a dead tree, you know? But from that decomposing stump— something will thrive....

New friends, hard classes. A whole new place to call home. Where will I end up? Senior year. All I should be doing is soaking in all of...