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
Writer in San Francisco, CA
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
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
Glowing orbs circle in a dark abyss
pulled by magick what we call physics
now. Blackholes doom similar to hell
or purgatory? the lines that trace
a history soon to be forgotten.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Sun setting in the mountains
a blood landscape is born
on the crags and hills
the highest trees are bathed
in light while the eyes
below only see
glowing red.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Painting, Creation, Art, and the inevitable black hole conclusion to the universe.
Sky blue like paint
thick and smeared across
a canvas
an artists hand
an eye for detail, a cloud here
a mountain there
in the end
it will all be covered
in black ink,
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina