Sun trickles through the blinds leaving hot stripes across the carpet floor. Wandering my feet find warmth in the patterns of sunlight on the floor. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Category: Poetry
Sounds They Echo [poem #143]
“Sounds they echo through the walls into a corridor…”
Poem #142 (Words in the Night)
the worlds drip down and forget themselves molding on a floor painted with blood, guts and bones I am here waiting to find you somewhere farther into the darkness into the night that holds me and holds us. Words dripping. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! …
Poem #141 (Winter Night)
Fog floats down enveloping city bodies, buildings below. Night darkest now cold and icy holding, embracing my mind. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Poem #140 (Paint Dandruff)
Chipped paint on the wall flaking off, a tiny pile of paint dandruff lays on the floor. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina