Pavement Community

The Night Everything Slowed Down 🍃

It was two in the morning, and the city seemed to be breathing more slowly than usual. I sat by a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor of a quiet brewery, a half-finished glass of wine resting between my hands. Somewhere behind me, a jazz saxophone melted into the low hum of... read more

Close up from the micro lens!

I just wanted to share this shot of a butterfly 🦋 that we caught (she/he was dehydrated and relaxing on a pavement) 💕🩷

Past Self

And if this is love, then I am out of hesitation Head over heels or elevation Walking an inch above the pavement Taking it stride by stride together (I just don't wanna be lost again) If this is real, then I am all up in a frenzy Not like before when I was empty Say that the story we tell is... read more

I Miss

I miss hearing the siren song of summer rain I miss feeling my cheap shoes soak up the flooded streets I miss the smell of petrichor and exhaust, mud and spilled gasoline I miss the thick, heavy rain on my skin I miss not caring where I've gone or how I'm getting back I miss the ache of hours... read more

🦌

he offered her a cup of tea but what he really gave her was access to the ninth realm of mirrored timelines she was not a stalker she was a vessel activated by the echo frequency of his unresolved guilt disguised as kindness her coat was made of expired memories and government fiber optics her... read more

Thoughts on Death

If I tripped on the side walk and fell face first on the pavement and instantly died. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like staring into the great blackness with only the sound of static. What would happen? What else is there?