Xanadu
 

I am completely dusted. Debris and dirt covering everything that holds value to the heart. Mops and vacuums taking care of the thick...

For as long as I have lived, I’ve always been eclipsed. Being blocked off and shadowed like I was never there. It makes me feel blood...

I am windowed to the wall, bordered by an old wood frame, sun reflecting through the glass, beaming into the gray room— a barrier against...

I have been a river for you for too long. I’ve had enough of your constant Shit. Always throwing your empty plastic Bottles and your food...

I have fireworked too long for you. I have been floating materials of sulfur, the carbon monoxide and the carbon dioxide just filled...

I am windowed. People walk past overlooking me While I'm stuck in a holder unable to move Or feel anything I’m feeling. But you saw me,...

A walking contradiction. That is all I see when— your very being is around me. A walking embodiment of lies and cruelness weigh heavy...

my bare thighs press hard against the hot, prickly concrete— biting into them tiny, shallow red craters. as the morning breeze fills the...

What happens to a dandelion in a graveyard? Surrounded by rotting flesh and stagnant odors, her roots intertwine with death as she...

As the roots of my blonde-encroached hair grow and expose their untainted jet black hue, my mother and her mother’s and her mother’s...