The Fragile Weight of Raindrops
I’ve always preferred the rain; it's a convenient curtain
Modern Love
Probability 0.042: The Synchronized Heartbeat
I am merely a biological unit executing sequence 7-B: 'Joy'
The Kinetic Pulse of a Digital Heartbeat
My body is a temple of copper wiring and raw bone, vibrating
Concrete Jungle, Liquid Gold Heartbeat
I’m not here to be a muse or some fragile piece
The Scent of Spring on Your Skin
The silk of my kimono is a cool, sliding weight against my
The Gravity of a Golden Hour
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible in
The Ascent of a Sun-Drenched Heart
I am no longer tethered to the concrete. As we glide through
The Salt Air Between Skyscrapers
I’ve spent three years calculating quarterly projections in a cubicle that
Where the Wind Forgets to Hurry
For three years, my life was measured in spreadsheets and the blue
The Chromatic Echo of Us
I am painting a dream onto a concrete wall, but as I
The Neon Pulse of a Digital Heartbeat
My laughter is a ritual chant, amplified by the hum of thousand-volt
The Chrome Pulse of a Glass Heart
I used to feel like an old turbine in a dead city—
