Xanadu
 

The hard cover story waiting to be read. As I open the heavy book the bright pages blind me my eyes find clarity through my glasses ...

I follow him through the field like all the other boys. He tells us what we should and shouldn’t do. The Man is very strange, you never...

I burn baby's breath in newborn passion as cunning creation evokes destruction. I scold the skin of silk that eclipses a false...

...i walk alone but i know they will find me... ...i walk in a big field and see the grasses and a crow... ...and suddenly i wish i was...

The darkness surges through, clouding our thoughts, we cannot think right, We battle ourselves, in our own heads, hidden behind a smile;...

The air is getting chilly now, threatening to bite at my cheeks and turn them the color of strawberries. The clouds come together like...