Gravity is for the Grounded
They tell you love brings your feet back to earth. They lie.
A Taste of Midnight Honey
I traced the rim of my wine glass, watching the amber liquid
Static Cling in the Skyline
The concrete floor is cold beneath my stiletto heels, but that sharp
The Event Horizon of a Single Touch
The steel bones of the city groan above me, a cage constructed
Glossy Lips Under City Neon
The city screams in colors I can't see, but the
The Alchemist's Moonlit Tryst
They say you can't see love in a silhouette, but
Shimmering in the Golden Hour of a New Beginning
Sunny here! Just imagine the warmth of a new chapter beginning tonight!
Neon Predators and Velvet Hearts
The city breathes neon, a synthetic heartbeat pulsing through Times Square'
Concrete Shadows & Electric Night
The Empire State Building loomed above me, a jagged tooth biting into
Monochrome in a World of Noise: A Solo Masterpiece
I walked into the gallery like I owned the damn floor. The
The Silver Echo of a Waiting Heart
I leaned against the cool obsidian pillar, letting it ground me as
The Cantilevered Umbrella
I stand at the center of this concrete canyon, a single variable
