Xanadu
 

A tall and white cylindrical container. It contains the lost skin of a pencil. That lost skin belongs to you, my childhood friend. Your...

You are the yellow paint that I need. The vibrant shade exhibits a feeling of comfort. While the brush strokes illustrate a picture that...

You are my emergency brake. Always there when I don't know when to stop. I know I'm a bad driver turning right when I should go left,...

You leave a bad taste in my mouth. The oomph of your spice dances on my tongue. Leaving behind a scorching trail of your treachery. Yet I...

I really didn't mean to but the responsibility was mine. People are so prepared to point a meaningless finger. Those stupid sneakers you...

Curved wood with a hollow inside. Casting your spell through a strumming guitar. I was a fool to listen. Following the melodic...

I am on the plane home worse for the wear physically and something I can’t decide for the wear mentally and I put my head to the warm...

You should be that tattoo that gets flowered. The one that buds from a black lining to a bright, red. Become the dove that grows from a...

In need of a different place, she starts packing and unpacking her bags. She boards the plane and begins her next stay. Feeling excited...

Wake up feeling omelette clean the attic, mow the law No mom and dad— I don’t want to be scrambled. I want to lay down fill myself up...