Writing

I don't dare admit it to myself

to my friends

to my family

I'm embarrassed

ashamed

scared of what could be

I have to find ways to sneakily deal with it

without anyone noticing

A craving beyond craving

a ballad to my love

yellow rice

I have eaten all of your relatives

now it is just you

and I can't find you

I need you

for my survival

as a happy person

When I find

That maybe I don't love it anymore -

When I lost the spark

When I realized

I don't really care

If I make it,

Or don't -

It scares me.

I wander around at practice,

Walking through a field of dandelions

Clinging to my wish,

Clutched in one hand,

Wondering what on earth

I could possibly ask this field of dandelions for.

Should I ask

He raises his hands,

And as our cue,

We begin our dance -

Instruments,

Communicating,

It's like we can talk to each other

Through the song.

He claps his hands twice -

        Lex and Kyle are siblings who shared a dream: to become superheroes. They would spend hours flipping through comic books while their parents discussed the intricacies of fine wine.