Xanadu
 

Rough hair, That was rooted in her, Self hatred. Twisted and tangled in knots, As my comb, Tugged against and teared through Clumps of...

I can feel you Feel you standing in my meadow A meadow of sorrow Where dreams and lost toys go to rest Where the light shouldn't shine...

I fell Over and over Past mountains of green scales Rivers of brown fur Valleys of grey feathers I fall Over and over Under oceans...

God, it's been so long since that faint feeling of motivation to push through my laziness. These emotions would come, then go. Now my...

She's midair, knees tucked in eyes shut. Her sandy hair, sunburnt skin is evident with a running head start. Two feet above the board,...

Whitman owed me something For making me listen to his poetry In his high school for four years So I've plucked out his verse structure...

Here I sit, staring at what once was a perfect garden, lush flowers blooming alongside the flowing greenery in the bright light of the...

The waves washing over me drifting my problems away. The sun scorching my skin burning my inhibitions out. The sand slipping out of my...

The years passed, our lives passed, the teeth of the three little girls who once filled the plot of land with laughter fell out like the...

She’s like my javascript code. Full of functions, breaks, If statements and for loops. Each function has a purpose splitting up her...