hidden below the wet garden
reiwa.bar
A thin gold line, a broken noren, and the hour when polite eras end.
密会
iris sake / smoked yuzu / moss absinthe
served behind the curtain, never explained
暖簾 split by rain
enter sideways
The threshold refuses symmetry. Paper drifts above lacquer, gold cuts through black, petals look like evidence.
after the last train
bar ledger
obsidian ice
moon cup · pine smoke · gold bruise
private pour
camellia riot
vermilion salt · dark rice · leaf blade
漆 counter ritual
drink quietly,
rebel loudly
gold on the tongue, rain on the sleeve
苔 reflected in ink
the garden is inside the glass
Watercolor pigment pools at the edges. Bamboo shadows misregister. Every ripple hides a door.
reiwa after midnight
for guests who arrive without asking
反骨