The sun batters and pulls dismembers my skin from bone, my thoughts from the squishy pink mush, brain. Holding me down and keeping me under the searing heat. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Category: Poetry
Free Hand #82
The sun bleeds, the air is cold, all the world is silent. If you’re reading this thank you for taking time it if your day to read my writing. I hope you still return in the future! -Alina
Free Hand # 81 (Hollow and Worn Out)
Feeling hollow and worn out, waiting for something else to happen waiting for anything to happen that might tear the meat from my bones and skin me further till I’m just cries and bones. There is only so much thinning that I can take. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time…
Reflection and Poem on the Las Vegas Massacre
Why? This is too much. All the violence, the pain, the death. Why? Does this happen? Why? Do people do these horrible acts of violence? Why? There is an overwhelming amount shock and sadness today that America is working through. I am appalled and horrified that someone would do such a horrendous act of violence….
Free Hand #80
The eyes look upward into the sky a storm approaches and the night pulls into us into the world into an abyss that devours us. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina