The Geometry of a Sunlit Morning Loop
I sit here as the sun's geometry fractures against the
Microfiction
Liquid Concrete and Soft Skin
I sit here in the shallow surf, where the salt air strips
The Vintage Green of a Summer Memory
She found me in the quietest corner of the city, where time
Echoes in Glacial Time
The city hummed a distant song, muted by the double-paned glass and