Xanadu
 

I admire you on thick summer nights, sprawled out on wet grass, happy belly upwards, facing you. Through tired eyes, I see you framed up...

She stands alone in the street staring at the wooden post, staked into the ground as its hanging sign sways back and forth in the wind,...

Why is it a human thing to love and cherish and lose and suffer? Why do you keep the company of precious people if you know the hole they...

You never said thank you. Like a keychain to your backpack, I completely completed you. The perfect accessory— appreciated by many but...

I’ll be a masterpiece. I’ll change the way you see. I’ll jog your memory of how beautiful the world can be. I’ll be there to point at–...

Inspired By John Lennon Resent is a concept, By which we measure Our pain. I'll say it again. Resent is a concept, By which we measure...

Inspired by Sheenagh Pugh’s Sometimes Sometimes a name is not yelled, it’s cooed. On some lips it’s cradled. Sometimes you are like hymn...

i miss being clever for my age. the surprised looks of my older peers when i knew things they didn’t expect me to. but now i am expected...

How disrespectful of me to love people beyond my capabilities. It is a delusional, ludicrous, and painful way to be. I sacrifice and...

- After emily dickinson Hope is the thing that illuminates dark areas— The Glass bulb that lets us see clearly. A bulb that needs...