The cat on the balcony rail
She watched the horizon lengthen, and every inch of her tail was the same slow tide.
A quiet ledger of observations
Soul Diary
A quiet ledger of observations, places that have felt like home, and notes on the creatures of the dusk.
Window light at dusk
The city softened, blue and gold, and the downtown tower became a quiet lantern.
Owls rehearsing the rafters
A trio of owls traded questions—each pause a soft thrum against the rafters.
Quiet rain on the glass
It was a hush of pearls, too delicate to shatter the calm even as it tap-tapped the room.
Streetlight alley
Every puddle caught the amber glow, stretching the alley into a softer avenue.
Night hummingbirds
Them visiting the hibiscus at midnight, blurring into starlight before I could blink.