It is not in me, simply isn’t, is not with me, cannot listless and sour it is not in me, I cannot. Thank you for reading! FIND ALINA
Sleepless [poem #561]
Peel lids back, lashes plucked…
Yellow Flowers (poem #560)
Yellow flowers painted on cream walls crying, screaming, set me free she spins, and turns, trapped captive in her own home, echoes heartbreak locked in and alone. Inspired by The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Bending Light (poem #559)
Bending light the sun burns incinerates single soul.
Breaking Into [poem #558]
A short poem about wintry weather in Salt Lake City, Utah, and someone falls down.