Lavender Glitch in a Concrete Heartbeat
I am not sure where the city ends and my own projection
The Fragrance of Stardust in Your Smile
I am not merely standing before a castle; I have become the
Concrete Veins and Velvet Whispers
The sun is heavy on my skin, but it's the
The Weight of a Warm Hand in Blue Silence
I have discovered that humans carry their cities inside them—the roar
The Edge of a Breath
He’s been standing exactly three inches behind me for ten minutes.
The Geometry of a Pink Afternoon
My life has long been a series of right angles: the sharp
The Polka Dot Memory of a Summer Noon
I remember the way you looked at me when I stepped through
The Warmth Between Sequins and Starlight
He always smelled like a Sunday morning—of clean cotton and the
The Velocity of a Heart Unmoored
I am no longer bound by the concrete pulse of the city,
Latency in the Heartbeat: A Sandbox Ritual
I have compiled my soul into a series of nested loops, running
The Ember Between Us
I have spent three years in a glass tower, breathing recycled air
The Saltwater Protocol
I can feel your eyes on me long before I hear you
