Xanadu
 

As I wake in the morning and observe my room with all its flaws I can see the light blue walls and reflection of the sun and wind as my...

Not like that, Dad said. You’re stepping with the wrong foot. You’re throwing with the wrong hand. You’re holding the ball incorrectly....

I love the dark I love how it unravels the moon, which still shines despite the sun’s absence I love opening my window and hearing the...

The Sky, after the sun sets. The Subaru’s interior, and dirty tires. The still movement of shadows. A shark in the Pacific, while you’re...

Joy is an empty seat next to you on an airplane. It shines and glimmers with the glare of the sun the smooth leather would be foolish to...

It’s like David versus Goliath, if Goliath decimated David in seconds. Man ran a sixteen o’ five with a heart-attack mountain in his...

Waking up in the morning to the sound of my alarm clock that with the smallest crack makes one number look totally different. As I look...

It was I who woke up before the harsh sun rose to observe sprawled across my nightstand an unpolished monogrammed gold ring, the chipped...

This little alley between the weather-worn fence and concrete-blue shingles at the side of the house is guarded by an old wood trellis,...

It was I who got up early in the morning to sit in class 621 and mention with a pen the turquoise colored poster with snow white petaled...