Xanadu
 

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...

On this Earth I walk and live, Carrying with me dreams before my time. Those that preceded me aimed to give, So I could continue this...

God how I despise you. You twist my words, perverting my kindness Pursuing your own deluded narrative of my wretchedness Proclaiming...

My mind and body lie still in silence. Yet the multitudes inside me are anything but silent. Blood brushes against the vessel walls,...

I was walking today, as I always do, alongside my enemy and my best friend, watching the others who also pass through stand separately,...

I’ll be honest: my favorite season is summer in gratifying bloom. Years pass by and still, my skin shines, neverending bloom. Hands,...

35,000 feet in the air. An expensive hunk of metal powered by fans. Humans were never meant to collide with the sky. Not only is it...

Country music just isn’t right for me. I get quickly bored by the same four looping chords, And the same set of instruments, And the song...