Xanadu
 

My sister and I Used to make our lists Together. Our lists for Santa. We anxiously awaited hearing the Sweet sound of sleigh bells And...

Fallen from the nest of twigs, the plump ball of down chittering, chirping. Those around scramble for their phones, cursing the lack of...

We were attached at the hip— like sisters one could say. We did everything together. We would skip around the playground and laugh as we...

The leaves of late Summer sing in the wind As the bright sunlight illuminates the beaten path it’s in A young mockingbird leaves the nest...

There is no better dessert than apple pie, yet cherries over apples on any day. I can construct a genius mathematician from hair color to...

Inspiration from Emily Dickinson ‘’Hope’’ is the thing that comes out in the Spring — With it fragile and thousands of colorful scales —...

-my pretty pale skin has always been smooth, no flaws. like freshly fallen snow on the lawn in the winter time. the same winter that...

I guess we didn’t have much left to say. You can’t replant a dead tree, you know? But from that decomposing stump— something will thrive....

- for Dad, after Jan Heller Levi I think you’re most yourself when you are cooking; slicing the food with each chop, the funny way you...

The temperature sits around 34 degrees Fahrenheit, clock anxiously clicking at around 2 in the morning. A vehicle or two pass by me,...