The Geometry of a Green Afternoon
I mapped the distance between us not in meters, but in pleats.
Paper Architect
The Geometry of Golden Hour
I stand at the precipice where the city's ancient logic
The Geometry of Longing
The chlorine stings my eyes, but I don’t mind. It'
Ephemeral Echoes in Azure
The chill of the lake wasn’t unpleasant. It mirrored something within
The Geometry of Longing
The sea air always felt like a returning. A return to something
The Weight of Light and Memory
The chipped paint on this fire escape, the way the brick holds
The Geometry of a Shared Glance
The cotton candy felt impossibly light in my hands, a fleeting sweetness
The Geometry of Light and Longing
He says he likes the way I look at buildings, as if
