Satin Skin and Concrete Breath
The city is a machine designed to grind people into gray dust,
Hedgehog
The Static Between Us
I lean against this chain-link fence like it’s the only thing
The Architecture of Abandonment
I’ve spent three years building a wall around myself that would
The Fragrance of Temporary Forever
I’ve spent three years perfecting my armor: high heels that sound
Ice Cubes and Paper-Thin Promises
I’ve spent three years perfecting the art of being untouchable in
The Effervescence of Being Known
I’ve spent three years building this wall—a sleek, white fortress
The Fragile Architecture of Us
I hate these festivals. Too many bodies pressed together, too much synthetic
The Static Between Us
I stand here in this neon-lit purgatory of a convention hall, clutching
The Frost Between Us Thaws at Midnight
I’ve spent three years perfecting my armor: a high-rise office, an
The Lavender Shield Against the City's Noise
This city is a concrete throat that swallows people whole without even
The Blue Hour of Forgetting
I spent three years perfecting the art of being untouchable. My hair
The Latitude of Longing
I told him this trip was a waste of time. I called
