Amber Salt & Velvet Silence
Concrete veins still pulse in my sleep.
City noise—a rusted machine
The Nameless Poet
Saltwater Skin and Stolen Sheets
City lights die in the tide. I am a ghost of neon
Saltwater Mend
Concrete lungs gasping for air. The city was a gray bruise, pressing
Saltwater Solitude
Concrete lungs gasping for air. The city was a fever, a relentless
Amber Residue on a Glass Heart
Concrete veins pulse with neon fatigue. The city—a loud, gray bruise.
Chrome Skin in Liquid Blue
The water does not freeze. It melts, a cool balm on the
Saltwater Therapy
The city was a cage of concrete and noise, but here, the
Petals in the Pulse of Water
I shed the heels, leaving them where they fell like dead shells.
Static Color in a Black Room
I wore black to absorb the noise, a void where silence could
Saltwater Antidote for Concrete Hearts
The white walls hum a silence that drowns out the city'
Static in the Valley of Green Noise
The concrete swallowed my name three floors down.
But up here, the
Gravity of the Golden Hour
The stone is wet with the city's tears, cold seeping
