Boiled eggs roll on the counter shell discarded like scales of a fish pulled back and pink flesh quartered. Belly sliced open and white skin eaten, slips and slides in the mouth, the yellow yolk cooked into a chalky paste that sticks to lips and teeth. Thank you for reading my work! …
Category: Poetry
Poem #180 (Rain and Wind)
Rain hits the window a small drumming of fingers tap, tap, tap, tap taptaptaptaptap listening to the wind whisper and chide the trees, the leaves in a chorus yelling in protest. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina
Poem #179 (The Mind)
Papers litter the floor shelves of sheets gathered stapled, clipped, stacked folded and kept in a disorganized order. Words within pages, dripping off the shelves onto the floor. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina
Pumped Up [Poem #178]
“Skin that pulls at the bones muscle underneath ripples with power, a pill here…”
Poem #177 (Spring is Coming)
The sun peaks out and warms the earth there is a hum in the air the birds sing to it they chirp and chatter in the wind, something new and fresh. The soil begins to sprout. Spring is coming. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina