Fine Art

Good Love

My Wild Frontier

Angel of Death

Feel Great

Called You Queen

Room For Fusion

Forgive Us

Fkin Bad

At a neon-blurred street corner,
Shadows sway to an unseen rhythm.
Through the dim waves of fading light,
We dive in and start to swim.
Hey, I love New York.
On the wall of an abandoned ruin,
A warped heart painted in graffiti.
Under a veil of a night no one sees,
Its secret colors start to bleed.
Hey, I love New York.
The needle keeps time like a metronome,
A broken tape hums its worn-out tune.
Even if I cover my ears,
This heartbeat won’t be stopped.
Hey, I love New York.
Flowers of the underground
Bloom through cracks in concrete.
Unnoticed by anyone,
They sway in the wind before dawn—
Spreading their vibrant wings,
Leaping beyond an unseen cage.
Hey, I love New York.
A silhouette flickers on the screen,
Beyond a mirror warped and trembling.
The warmth of quiet resistance
Remains on my fingertips.
Hey, I love New York.
Frequencies buried in static,
Scattered pieces I gather up.
Like a puzzle rearranged anew,
A fresh song begins to be born.
Hey, I love New York.
The needle keeps time like a metronome,
A broken tape hums its worn-out tune.
Even if I cover my ears,
This heartbeat won’t be stopped.
Hey, I love New York.
Flowers of the underground
Bloom through cracks in concrete.
Unnoticed by anyone,
They sway in the wind before dawn—
Spreading their vibrant wings,
Leaping beyond an unseen cage.
Hey, I love New York.
The clock’s hands spin backward,
In a whirlpool swallowing the past.
What I grasp is a fleeting light,
Yet still, I keep on walking.
Hey, I love New York.
At a neon-blurred street corner,
Shadows melt into the break of dawn.
Through the dim waves of fading light,
We keep on swimming through.
Hey, hey— I love New York.

I L N Y

Feel Great

Laura Ettins

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