The sun boils down, I am here
holding the ocean in my heart
consumed by darkness,
the world begins to crumble,
this is not the end.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA
The sun boils down, I am here
holding the ocean in my heart
consumed by darkness,
the world begins to crumble,
this is not the end.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Silver flask full of
alchemist’s liquor
in a denim coat pocket,
oil stained and torn.
A fantasy come true,
ever-lasting life for
hog rider, once
an alchemist
in days of yore.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
The sea opens up
swallowing, cerulean waves
crest and fold over
my head, pulling me under.
Thanks for reading!
-Alina
Eyes open wide and
dreams hold me together with
the spaces between knowing
and unknowing, a sight for
the sore eye, a sight for me
just enough to believe
in dreams again and close my eyes.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Moon, luminescent above me
clear the pathway for me
a shimmering line of silver
lead me on, lead me on your
midnight river, to glories end.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina