Xanadu
 

Grab your portmanteau Start moving—we’re walking to the Chateau  Stone windows, art nouveau  Distant cousins dressed like hoes Take...

I look at my heart placed so carefully upon the porcelain plate. Same place as always with only one new addition. Utensils stick out,...

That night, all I knew was pain. Like needles piercing my soft skin, tears rolling down my face. Sobs echoed in my room as I thought that...

Fast feet at the ring of alarm bells Cafeteria sit down chats and soggy taco shells  Security guards suspecting back room bails ...

Depths of winter,   silence  blankets the world,   my scars lie like fallen leaves,   each one a testament to the cold,   each one of...

my mom plants a garden in my heart. she tends to the yellow tulips and the purple hydrangeas. me, a flower— i can do very little for her....

Our origin,  birthright.  Gravity encasing, touching every inch, holding you. We are judged by our volume and mass.  The amount  of space...

-for my eulogist, in advance                                   -after Stephen Dunn Tell them I was human.  That I lived a life I loved....

Atoms, Particles, Cells; sharing energy. Composing symphonies.  Creation. Destruction.  What is the Matter? Do the Atoms  itch ? The...

-for my eulogist, in advance​                         -after Stephen Dunn Do not praise me for my exceptional patience, It has cost me...