Miami Hooker 1
by michael stuart thompson
$250
Through concrete veins of asphalt gray, Neon moments slice their way— Orange sunsets, Miami-bright, Dancing with turquoise night. Sharp angles cut through summer's glare, While coral circles float in air, Each pathway leads to something bold Where urban stories unfold. Heat rises from the streets below, Where shapes in twilight ebb and flow, Like jazz notes played at midnight's edge Between the sea and city's ledge.