Xanadu
 

The late February tree stood in the moonlight, its bare branches, covering the dead grass. No leaves to sway in the dull wind. Just the...

You fall. The ground greets you like an old enemy. The weight of failure presses into your skin, whispers in your ear—stay down. But...

I’m not much of sweet tooth, sugar makes me sick. Yet, maybe your sweet taste  distorted my gums, so the heaviness  in my molars became ...

There was a still lake, timeless in its beauty. Chirping birds, rocky sand, and clear skies surround, as distant laughter sounds.  The...

Like an empty music stand— yearning for even a decibel of noise, I lie awake thinking of you. It reaches out hoping for a pluck of a...

Hope is the piece of paper that is Drenched in water— With the pen smears that does not change the meaning of the words.  The tear in the...

They say forgive and forget. Somehow I was never able to do either.  Lying awake in the dark,  tossing and turning between my warm...

When I was three I loved the color pink. Pastel, neon, magenta; pink was my color.  My cerise coat and my bubblegum rain boots sat in the...

I need to stop doubting myself. Making people’s mistakes my mistakes,  Making myself the bad guy like I’m  manipulating them.  The words...

But drowning, Or maybe tsunamis,  Or monsoons, Or even rain, Actually, any body of water really. I hate the idea of looking below me  And...