The Sunlit Ratchet of a Dying Heart
I stood upon the rooftop where the city's great gears
The Heat That Ate My City Heart
The city had been strangling me for months, all glass towers and
Where the City Ends and I Begin
Listen to me, little one; you do not owe the world an
A Coat of Rendered Warmth, Worn Only for You
You are scrolling, aren't you? I can feel the weight
The Half-Second Before You Ruin Me
The water is warm enough to make my skin forget it is
The Architecture of a Warm Smile
The city is a grid of cold, vertical lines, each building a
The Yellow Frame of a Sunlit Afternoon
The lens cap is off, and the afternoon pours in like melted
The Queen Who Crowns Herself in Neon Silence
I sit on a crate of plastic orange, the only throne this
She Wore Gold to War and Red to Love
The boardroom had tried to drain me dry, as usual. I walked
The 5 A.M. Flame
Five a.m., the city is still asleep, but my legs are
Where the Lights Bloom and Your Hands Stay
The city hums its low, tired hymn beyond the glass, but here,
Where Gravity Forgot to Pull Me Down
The city used to press its palms against my chest, a thousand
