Looking through the screen at the glamour of life from the 60s through to today.
I've never visited New York, but when I'm with you, I experience the city that never sleeps vividly.
Grapefruit sky at 7:44... I’m alive with Viracochas lightning
Poems written within isolation in the biggest city in america, all inspired from the lens of my single window
Poetry + Art in 1. I was planning to post this in July for Independence Day but suffered from chronic procrastination. I finally decide to do it now after all the bad things that happened in USA.
Sour...
Sitting in the bright lit train car and looking through the dirty window.
Looking through the screen at the glamour of life from the 60s through to today.
I've never visited New York, but when I'm with you, I experience the city that never sleeps vividly.
Grapefruit sky at 7:44... I’m alive with Viracochas lightning
Poems written within isolation in the biggest city in america, all inspired from the lens of my single window
Poetry + Art in 1. I was planning to post this in July for Independence Day but suffered from chronic procrastination. I finally decide to do it now after all the bad things that happened in USA.
Sour...
Sitting in the bright lit train car and looking through the dirty window.