Eyes that travel, the body the dreams and skimming the maps that it believes it sees. Drifting casually, hazed and delusioned eyes looking, gleaming staring at you. I was feeling kind of playful today, so here is a silly poem about voyeurism. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina
Poem #170 (Cloudy Day)
The clouds are heavy and thinking of rain. I walk under them aware that they could release at any moment torrents, or lightning. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina
Currently Reading: Patti Smith, Hunter S. Thompson and Chuck Palahniuk
Hello! I hope everyone is doing great! ~ I am at the tail end of my last semester and I have been reading like crazy. Last week was my spring break but unfortunately, I was sick the entire time. I spent a lot of time at home reading and started quite a few new books….
Poem #169 (Beginning of Spring)
The sun is out sky blaring blue whisps of white clouds trace the sky. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina
Poem #168 (Snow or Spring)
Snow paints the ground, the cement hidden by white specks like dandruff only wet and slimy. Gathering in the corners, becoming a dirty grey slush, the snow solidifies into ice. Hard-packed and slick. Thank you for reading my work! -Alina