Writer in San Francisco, CA
Sun peaks out from behind winter clouds
waiting to see if the world looks just the same.
A body turning in the dark abyss of space
painted blue and grey. The stars sink and spin.
Bodies turning in the darkness.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
So the sun sets on an old year and the sky
turns blue once again but there are
clouds in the distance. Another storm is
brewing, is coming closer.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
The sun beats through the winter air and warms the bones
only temporarily. Destroying the eyes, destroying the world
the body is burnt up into ash. Skin tingling, Spring or incineration?
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Snow piled up against the door
melting closest to the heat.
Sticking, icy, and cold
against the skin
turning blue.
Thank you for reading my work, I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
The world opens up and devours you
into a cold darkness you are reborn
a shred of light illuminates the endless
cold night and you travel towards the
glimmer of hope. The light shudders
and fades away before you get too close.
Lost in the abyss again.
Thank you for reading my work, I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina