The Blueprints of a Submerged Heart
I have always viewed my life as a series of rigid floor
Summer Serenity
The Temperature of a Shared Silence
The city hums in a distant, frantic rhythm beyond the garden walls,
Petals in the Salt Spray: A Bloom Between Tides
The city has been a drought in my soul lately, all grey
Cyan Pulse Over Concrete Skies
The water is a heavy, cool weight against my skin—a liquid
The Gilded Sanctuary of Salt and Silk
I have descended from the neon heights of a city that never
