BALCONY GHOST

"She leans into the skyline like memory caught mid-fall. Face blurred like a secret never told. She’s the shape war leaves behind— the pink of mourning dressed as grace.

Cities forget their ghosts, but she stays. Painted over. Scraped out. Still standing."

Surreal Overpainted Painting, Miss AL Simpson, 2025.

Poem - Miss AL Simpson, 2025