Reflections in a Liquid Neon Dream
The city outside is a jagged pulse of white noise and cold
High Fashion Noir
The Pearled Vein of Tokyo Night
The city is a predator, and I am its most exquisite sacrifice.
Silk Veils Over Scar Tissue
The silk of my kimono is a cold, architectural lie against the
The Silk Noose of Summer
They sold me as the 'face of innocence,' a curated
The Sapphire Alibi
They sell this shade of blue as 'Serenity,' but in
The Architecture of a Single Breath
I am encased in vinyl and indifference, a sleek obsidian silhouette cutting
The Velvet Noose of a Tuesday Night
I wear this emerald pendant not as jewelry, but as a trophy
The Silk Noose of Tenderness
They see a face sculpted by the gods and an empire’s
The Silk Noose of a Summer Night
The dress is a surgical strike in cerulean silk—precisely tailored to
The Gilded Cage of a Summer’s Breath
They’ve trained me to be a mannequin for their ambitions—stiff
