Xanadu
 

The restlessness of your eyes longing to know peace urging to feel comfort, yet so hesitant to be heard. Saying more from your subtle...

The cheery sounds of laughing and splashing— in an instant muffled by the barrier that is water. The only guaranteed immediate escape...

I am dirt. Not the dirt that brings life, packed against bedrock, the dirt that springs up trees, and grass, and flowers. But the sandy,...

he moves as a forever approaching sloth slowly yet defiantly. his ability to force upon drowsiness is like the drawing of a bow— the...

She sat in the backseat of the car staring out the sunroof. Between mumbles, she finds “moon,” gently. Moon? Moon, she said moon! She...

How delicate were your curls Twisting like a whisper in the wind. How soft were your knees Never bruised or scraped with the scratch of...

I don't love the way we used to love anymore So i untwisted you from my blood red arteries, Disconnecting you from the intricate passage...

They say forgetting is like a white cloud. Your ideas and memories only hidden behind it. They say forgetting is like trying to read...

A cold empty desk— home to nothing but a single sheet of paper. The paper —just as empty as the desk. Has nothing upon it but a name....

my womb is hollow, not now, nor ever, had anything of significance called it home. i am far too young, too innocent, to push forth life....