The Salt of Longing
The sea always smelled like departures, a scent I’d grown accustomed
Healing
Ephemeral Resonance
The probability of sustained eye contact exceeding 7.2 seconds with an
The Weight of Unspoken Things
He found me sketching in the back alley behind the café, a
Suspended Moments
The city is muted from up here.
Just like the colors in
Ephemeral Echoes
The photograph arrived like a stray note from a forgotten melody, its
Ephemeral Echoes in Velvet Dusk
The chipped porcelain warmed my hands, a fragile comfort against the city’
Ephemeral Bloom
The scent of chrysanthemums is cloying, isn't it? Too much
The Weight of Snow on Your Sleeves
He found me again, same corner, different snowfall. Said he liked how
Static Between Heartbeats
The city exhales, a grey sigh against glass and steel. Each droplet
The Lavender Steam of Lost Evenings
The city always smells like rain and regret after midnight. Tonight, it’
Neon Reverie
The city breathes a humid sigh, doesn't it? A weightless
Crimson Against Steel
The skyline bleeds into the dusk, doesn't it? A pretty
