And light looks down into the crowd, and spotlights on your body
the day that climbs up and into the mouth is regurgitated. Hold me
down until my bones crack and break from strain, my blood runs
runs, runs, there is nothing left of me. Just this light, my mind, my ash.
If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope that you will return in the future!
-Alina