Space that expands, stretching every molecule every atom until snapping back into shape.
Category: Poetry
Heat [poem #120]
The sun beats down and the fills the air with hell…
Light in the Dark [poem #119]
Slipping into oblivion,
quietly ruminating,
calling into the cold body
of the world.
Free Hand #118 (Frostbite)
Words drip like ice and fall onto your skin so cold, it burns until blue skin, blue limbs begin to rot off. Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Free Hand #117 (Desire)
The space turns around us and eyes look cold in the night, how do we crumble and devour each other in these ways? That leaves us empty and longing for more, a desire that will never be fulfilled completely. Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina