I sat in the golden afternoon light On the street next to a dandelion Bursting through a sidewalk crack, roots cracking concrete “How are...

When I look in the mirror, I still think of you. I remember every promise I made And every one that I broke. I guess I want to excuse...

those eyes that brighten up under the scorching light of the sun always threatening to blind my own with an unfamiliar glamor, that...

From birth, I was better than others: An angel, a beauty, a perfect little charm. Call me whatever you will, But as all riches come with...