The Girl Who Caught My Light
I didn't ask her to smile, but she did anyway.
Street-side Poet
Ghost in the Gradient: A City Walked Twice
The city doesn't sleep, it just changes frequency. I stepped
The Girl Who Caught The Fog On Her Cheekbone
I stood on the precipice where the city noise finally dies out,
The Concrete Bloom's Softest Petal
They say concrete doesn't grow flowers, but they've
The Weight of Snow on Your Sleeves
He found me again, same corner, different snowfall. Said he liked how
Concrete Bloom
He found me here, you know? Not lost, exactly. Just… hollowed out
The Weight of Silk and Rain
He found me near the old diner, rain slicin’ through the city
Yellow Light Afternoon
Rain outside. Always rain these days, feels like it’s been washin&
Salt and Shadow
The tide dragged at my ankles, cold but not unwelcome.
It’s
Rain-Kissed Echoes
The city bled grey, a bruise on the sky.
My skin still
Dust and Amber Light
The rain always smelled like regret. Like pavement and burnt coffee.
I
Concrete Bloom
The rain smelled like burnt sugar and regret.
I’d built walls