Alden Xiong

Tides Crash Through Hollow Frames

Maps Lead to Nowhere Else

I Never Learned How to Stop Needing You

Scars Hide Beneath Gentle Rivers

Crumbled Maps Trace Hidden Roads

Cracks Spread Across Painted Streets

Blue Fires Linger on Silent Shores

Waves Fold in Distant Silence

Glass Wings Against Falling Hopes

Wilted Flowers Mark Our Steps