Writer in San Francisco, CA
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
Barreling into the mind,
the words, the thoughts
worm their way into
my blood, my bones
feel it consume
igniting a fire within
that burns and burns.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina
A cold foreboding
comes alive in the
darkest hours
of the night.
A whisper,
a scream,
something
trembles
and rises
from a pit.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina
Back cracking, bones
disjointed. Blood blossoming
in the heart. Dreams telling
futures coming and I am here
waiting for you.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina
Beating through the world.
An eye that opens to see
there is a body folded and
put away. A heart that
no longer beats.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina