In the crevices of our minds, where shadows dance like tumbleweeds caught in forgotten corridors, lie unspoken memories. Longing unchecked, like flickering bulb filaments sizzling into silence, each a postcard from yesterday.
There... fraying edges of an origami heart, a child's laugh draped among autumn leaves. Erased moments etched in aqueous colors behind our irises— pools reflecting forgotten childhood tantrums and chocolate-stained fingers crossing forbidden thresholds.
You might see spectral figures playing hide-and-seek between the tall grass, grasping at dusk's fabric, stitching déjà vu with every fleeting breath. Vinyl records spin eternally; echoes decay but tread softly on Jordan’s trembling chest, out there, spinning tales of ten thousand whispers.
Pressing further into the dialogue between two electroacetylene souls, forging uncharted territories — tangents packed neatly in parentheses, carelessly doodled across ever-whispering pages. Click to listen.
Fold open your heart’s delicate scrapbook, unveil a teetering carousel of bedazzled salt & paper keys; behind every vibrant silhouette, silence radiates, bakes golden memories invoking cozy diasporas amid extraordinary bitter sweetness.