The rain hadn’t stopped for three days, and each drop seemed to solidify the silence between them.

Mara stood at the window, watching the river swell, feeling the weight of all the words she couldn’t say.

Her brother, Eli, sat behind her, sketching the outline of their old house as if that could demonstrate what they’d lost.

The pencil trembled in his hand, smudging the lines that used to hold the...

The city bleeds in neon veins,

Rain-slick streets hum electric refrains.

The city bleeds in neon veins,

Rain slick streets hum electric refrains.

Circuit hearts pulse in shadowed towers,

Data whispers like synthetic flowers.

Chrome eyes scan the void between,

Human and machine, nothing serene.

A stray cat hums, tail flicks sparks,

Ghosts of code haunt the after-dark.

They sell dreams in fiber...