Xanadu
 

The boots thrilled by the sound of footsteps nearing the closet doors. the box sprung open and with excitement He jumped higher than he...

I can smell it—a stench of mold, old paper, and dark humors, wafting down the corridor as it takes slow, shuddering steps towards me. The...

Venom dances on your tongue ready to slit my fragile skin, your mouth holding pretty daggers to my throat. There is nothing left for me...

You stand there, hunched over stacks of books and paper, mind whirring. The Vitruvian man is divinely created from your charcoal. Your...

I've always been running in circles to catch you. Round and round I go, to catch a glimpse of life- Happiness. Ever since I was young I...

Meet the bodies. Anybody is above all, they are not necessarily smart, but will do anything, and leaves no man behind. Everybody is less...

There is an almost religious clarity that occurs when she washes her hair. A comforting sanctity that both literally and figuratively...

I find it in a prickly shrub—leather torn, discolored, and misshapen. Nearby, a patchy soccer field can be seen, the boundaries marked...

Fold unfold fold. The faded paper, losing its color from the constant poking and prodding. Its once bright love filled color now lost....

It was a basketball soaring stealthily towards the hoop. The clock ticking down getting closer and closer to the buzzer, awaiting...