Xanadu
 

The nostalgia of knocking on my neighbors’ doors and all the memories held right in front of my driveway. Gathering friendly faces and...

Pink bubble gum. Pink like the petals of a rose, Soft and delicate, A whisper of a color. Pink like the sky at sunset, A warm and...

I shine like an emerald, Elegant and everlasting. Happy like a green Traffic light. Contaminating like trash. Rich, radiant and rare like...

You stand still while being so tall, the condensation from the morning dew, dripping down fog covered the mirror, that shows what is...

Your forgotten actions are heavy shoes on a common walking trail, leaving splattered mushroom guts. The dirt silently screams as its...

Painting a wall is not easy. The potential to chip, the potential to flake, the potential to waste all that hard work. The flaking of a...

how can i tell you i miss you without sounding desperate, or clingy, or depressing? how can i convey what i feel about us, what we were,...

A canary landing on a branch beyond your walls, or the swaying fluffy dandelion below. Sometimes the excitement when seeing piles of...

Your life starts off so tall, hanging high off the branches, your eyes watch over the busy people rushing through their lives, surrounded...

I can be your faucet, I’ll provide every last drop for you. Come back as you need, and I will be here. So casually used, yet so essential...