The Indigo Fold of a City Heartbeat
My heart is an amber circle, vibrating at the frequency of late
Modern Healing
Chlorophyll & Concrete: A Botanical Takeover
I stepped out of the taxi and into his penthouse, wearing a
Where Your Breath Meets My Starlight
I live in the soft blur between a Tuesday evening and forever.
The Glass Heartbeat in Midtown
Glass shards of a Tuesday afternoon... the scent of roasted coffee and
The Amber Hour in a Quiet Lane
I have always been fond of how the afternoon light filters through
The Neon Vein of Loneliness
My life is a series of well-curated walls, and I’ve spent
The Symmetry of a Shared Breath
I stand at the precise vertex where salt air meets limestone, my
The Ascendance of a Sun-Drenched Heart
I have spent too many winters anchored by the concrete weight of
The Gilded Rust of a Summer Heartbeat
I’ve spent my life scavenging through the iron skeletons of cities,
The Prism Between Two Heartbeats
A single drop of water on my collarbone—cold, precise.
I remember
The Algorithm of Salt and Skin
I have spent three years as a ghost in the machine, my
The Liquid Hourglass of Our First Kiss
I stand where the sand has decided to become a river of
