Ephemeral Echoes
The dust motes danced, each a tiny spotlight on my porcelain skin.
Neon Muse
Azure Reverie
The chlorine scent, usually a sharp sting, was softened by the memory
City Static & Velvet Touch
The city hummed, a low thrum against my skin, but all I
Ephemeral Bloom
The city held its breath, a steel and glass leviathan momentarily stunned
Carousel Dreams & Roller Rink Glances
The neon spun, a dizzying halo around the chipped paint of this
Crimson Bloom on Concrete
The city exhales a cold breath, doesn’t it?
It tries to
