First Day Submission

First Day Submission

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse suite, a relentless, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my own heart. Below, the city sprawled, a glittering tapestry…
Her Stool, My Pleasure

Her Stool, My Pleasure

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse suite, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Below, the city lights blurred into an impressionistic smear, swallowed…