Writer in San Francisco, CA
It’s pretty hot in SLC today, the heats getting to me.
The sun beats down
and I am pulverized
meat, rotten in the heat
against the pavement
my blood trickles
into gutters, full
of garbage and
disease.
If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you return in the future!
-Alina
The summer sun has
blossomed above the city
through the pale blue sky.
The glittering buildings flicker
with sunshine and liquor.
all the eyes look to gaze
on the fresh young bodies of youth
alive and sparkling in the
summer sun.
Yesterday I attended Rumi Poetry Club’s, Sand and Sky Launch Party. It was a fun event that included many key speakers who are prevalent poets in Utah. I want to say Thank You to Rumi Poetry Club for publishing my poem, Climbing up the Wasatch Mountains, and I would also like to thank my boyfriend, Dallas, who kindly took photos for the event.
Here is a link to the anthology on amazon available for purchase!
So calm, the pieces bold,
bury themselves.
Underneath the skin,
A bone that splinters,
under the strain
finally breaks
60 years later.
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If you are reading this, thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing. I hope you return in the future!
-Alina
In the night
My mind spins. Blood boils, oh boiling not in rage. Not in peace, oh why why.
The sun shines. Shining and sweet against the flesh.
How the blood runs cold. In the night. Your eyes bury themselves. Into your skin. Into your body. Why cold, why now?
Ramblings, into the darkness. The eyes are here watching us all go off into the night.
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If you’re reading this, thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing. I hope you return in the future!
-Alina