First Glimpse
kanojo.love
caught in the cold window draft
I remembered you as a constellation before I remembered your name.
Static Between Us
message / erased / message
typing dots became tiny moons. none of them arrived.
Charm Orbit
little things kept choosing your gravity
17:42
acrylic pearl / cyan rim / blush seam
The phone strap clicked against my palm like a small promise pretending to be plastic.
Unsent Ending
the letter stays almost open
I folded the morning into a triangle and placed it where your answer would have been.
maybe tomorrow.