The Embers of Afterglow
Glass shards. That's what the city felt like lately. Sharp,
Kaleidoscope
Liquid Silver Horizons
The city's jagged skyline fractured behind me, a shattered mirror
The Fracture in White Marble and Blue Saltwater
I broke the glass last Tuesday. Not with a hammer, but by
The White Lattice Between Us
Shards of the city skyline drift away, dissolving into a single point
The Geometry of Lavender Light
She moved through the frame of afternoon, a kaleidoscope shift in the
The Double Sun and Its Shadow Self
Two umbrellas, one shade of charcoal gray; two women, a mirror image
Framing The Silence Between Us
The lens is a fractured mirror, capturing only the shards of light
The Geometry of Falling Upwards
She
The city usually feels like a jagged cut, sharp edges of
The Bride Who Walks Through Fire
They told me to stay in the light. That warmth is a
The Golden Hour Unfolding
It wasn't noon.
The sun was hitting me at a
Steel & Bloom
The rain tasted like static. A city flavor, I suppose.
He found
Ephemeral Bloom
The bubble, iridescent and fragile, a perfect sphere mirroring the city lights…
