Xanadu
 

my womb is hollow, not now, nor ever, had anything of significance called it home. i am far too young, too innocent, to push forth life....

Scrolling through instagram— emitting blue light that illuminates my fixated face. Posts producing unrealistic standards haunt my mind as...

Everything, Everywhere Nothing, Nowhere Moments passing by in a flash Our lives are filled to the brim with them Some we barely think...

I'm pretty like my life depends on it— because it kind of does. My pretty little hand does eyeliner over and over. Approximately 12 times...

Held hands with a new boy last night. We walked over graves and his hands were cold. “Cold hands, warm heart”, my father used to say— and...

They were in the hospital Just the man and the speech pathologist. She scooping applesauce into his mouth, And he just hoping he’ll be...

as i wait for you as the hallways clear and i sit and stare on this wooden bench— i feel like sleep. a gap— a space between what is— and...

Ash carries a prayer Willed by charred fabric From the match that marches Trying to weave—trying to help...

When I need it most, I recite with joy and confidence. When you speak, I hear healing. Like an alarm clock going off— triggering scenes...

Getting you out of my head is like playing a guitar without strings. It’s absolutely impossible. Every fret along the fingerboard is a...