Fitness Studio
- Jireh Grace Pihoc
- Jul 8, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 21
To exercise
My rights in want
Of words throwing punches
My brother, the elder
Coaches me
What I must and must not do
He affirms
What I say
He puts in place
And stretch my lips gone dry
Pilates for the soul
Palatable— a home palatial
Planks that line familiar
Of comfort, relatable
White lines don't blind
Eyes warm, abright
Aboard my heart contrite
(Disclaimer: As the designer, I crafted the original concepts and ideas for this architectural design feature. I collaborated with Bing Image Creator to generate the images for my creative vision through my prompts.)
