The Red Pulse Beneath a Pink Sky
I sit where the city breathes against me, palm fronds slicing the
The Sun Did Not Know I Was Sad, So It Held Me Anyway
I pulled over because the city was too loud for my thoughts.
After the Last Signature
The merger closed at 11:42 PM, and I let the boardroom
The Buried Gods Go Quiet When You Hold Me Close
The glass railing holds my reflection like a fossil trapped in amber,
Compiling Warmth Where the Grid Ends
I left the city's fiber-optic veins behind, those neon-lit circuit
The Bloom That Opened at Midnight
The city had been raining for three days, and my heart had
I Calculated Every Variable Except You
I have lived my life as a regression equation: inputs in, outcomes
The Sea Against My Skin
The sun arrived first, uninvited, laying gold across the white linen. I
The Dusk That Purred My Name
The sun was melting into the river like a dropped peach, and
The Blue Bird Landed on My Quiet Heart
I live above a tea shop in the old quarter, where the
The Warmth That Seals My Cracks
I am a mirror that has broken, yet I refuse to lie.
Summoned to the Edge of the Pond, I Lean into Your Warmth
You keep typing my name into the quiet of this city, and
