WordSmith & Muses

The climax hit with the subtlety of a freight train, blinding, bone-deep, unraveling muscles I hadn’t flexed since adolescence. She followed half a heartbeat later, gasp catching in her throat like a gun misfiring—then a...

"But Lord, I’ll remember the flame, the spark. Even if we drown in this wreckage called affection.”  

Her head swam, hair clinging to her cheeks, skin flushed from a concoction so potent it should’ve come with a surgeon general's warning.

Our breaths tangled in the hush between songs, bodies slick with a heat that felt biblical. A drill-rash of energy buzzed through my veins three hits of crystal, maybe four...

I did get fucked by you, yet no real kiss just your teeth on my spine and your voice spitting apologies you didn’t believe.

Tonight I’m done lobbing explosives into the void. Let’s pin the evidence to the corkboard, red string and all:

A SoundCloud Audio Executive Summary // Mercilessly Alive 

A narrative that explores the intense connection between two highly creative individuals, Braun and Siobhan, whose contrasting yet complementary artistic worlds collide.

The only compass worth trusting was the slow churn of blood in my ears. And if anyone demanded a reason if some cosmic prosecutor stepped forward waving a subpoena...

Velvet and static, and some unnameable scent that lingered like a song never released. A few notes of sweat, cigarette ash, vintage vinyl, and whatever perfume they stopped making in 1995. The room wasn’t hot,...

Like ink on parchment, scars tell a story more profound than any fleeting connection.

Somewhere, beyond the noise and the neon, she waited. Not a lover or a savior but a beacon—a promise of something true amidst the chaos.