"I feel my nylon sneakers slapping against the pink brick sidewalk. I can see the whole city from here."
4 votes
"A late night Mexican restaurant feeds a sound track of mariachi music into the night. I can smell a variety of aromas hidden in the shadows. I run my fingers through the hidden corners and thorny shrubbery, outside of the restaurant, my fingertips began to smell like sage and a hint of stale cigarette smoke. It reminds me of something, a memory that is young and lost somewhere deep down inside of my mind, like echoes of a half forgotten dream. I could more smell it then feel it, but it was there."
3 votes
"The world pounds to the tempo of my pulse. The skyline is flat and the color of blushing skin. The dessert can seem so shy at times like this."
4 votes