The Geometry of Light and Longing
He says he likes the way I look at buildings, as if
The Weight of Silk & Silence
They say vulnerability is a weakness. I’ve always found that to
The Geometry of Longing
The light falls like this sometimes, doesn't it? A sudden
Static Between Heartbeats
The city hummed, a low-frequency throb against my skin. A mechanical heartbeat
The Unexpected Bloom in Aisle Seven
He always came on Tuesdays, precisely at 6:17 pm. Not that
The Unexpected Bloom of Second Chances
The sunlight felt so good on my skin, a gentle warmth that
Static Between Heartbeats
The city breathes a fractured glow, doesn’t it? Like a forgotten
Chromatic Aberration of Us
The train station air hangs thick with the scent of exhaust and
Echoes in Steel & Glass
The train screeches, a metal beast hungry for souls. I don’t
Ephemeral Echoes in Transit
The train station hums, a metallic heartbeat echoing the void within.
Each
The Static Between Heartbeats
He doesn't know about the chipped ceramic of my hope,
Concrete Bloom
The chipped paint and spray can residue are the truest form of
