Xanadu
 

From the balcony of Boston’s Symphony Hall, lights attempt to direct me towards the pounding Bernstein melody unfurling onstage....

Words circling my mind, "It's finally nice out. Clean your car." But maybe six-year-old me didn't want to. My car, modeled after a 2003...

"What's today's date?" asks the underclassman girl sitting next to me in Physics class, as she tries to look at the formulas on my...

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...

Frantically rubbing my hands while waiting in the cold for 16 hours, I try to regain feeling in my fingers, toes, and nose. I feel my...

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...