Xanadu
 

I am abundant like money. A fathomless forest,  the moon shining through the patchy sky.  An Emerald–-shining on a necklace,  a salty but...

The sun's rays penetrate my window,  waking me up to their beauty.  The school bus picks up the kids,  their smiling faces on display,...

Every morning I wake and no one is there, just an empty void and the crows in the air. I hide the ink inside my soul and brandish a...

I'm the garbage bin  holding the muck of my sins. With the press of a button,  the feeling of liberation  from distraught. The painting...

During the noon, clouds are covering the moon. Lights, flashing it up. Milk, pouring down.  The ghost gloomy around in folklore, grim...

I look to you.  You’re supposed to guide me, support me.  I am like a girl in a desert— All I see is scorching golden sand for miles, Or...

A flimsy, thin thread encapsulates your body. It works its way through your epidermis, retina, cochlea, And finally—your parietal lobe....

Following the rules is easy— Go on green, stop on red. Yet a ruby red Mustang  Blazes past the first stop sign. Red means stop. Follow...

My eardrums are hollow. Your voice gets lost in the canyon — I can’t hear you. Butchered affirmations and sermons of tender sentiment....

Dust settles on the book cover. Every chapter has dog-eared pages, with scribbled  notes in the margin. The spine is cracked and crooked,...