A short abstract poem about loving someone in a personal hell. Excerpt: “Sun lips, lemon love me down into hell…”
Latest Release “Fraud” Now on SoundCloud
Back in May, I got my hands dirty and started making music. I played around with a free trial of Ableton, bought a MIDI keyboard, and a microphone.
Daydreams Dying (poem #556)
Daydreams dying in bitter repose, a skyline painted obliterated colors shine through a mind emptied. Thanks for reading! -Alina You can find me on INSTAGRAM
irregular prism (poem #555)
irregular prism abominate and swell with my sycophancy, gush my inner monstrous core until harm through mishap detonates. Thank you for reading! -Alina Find me on INSTAGRAM
Failing NaNoWriMo 2019
November has flown by and I have failed NaNoWriMo this year. With only five days left of November, I have over twenty-five thousand words to write if I want to complete the challenge. My fiction piece ‘Jack’s Story’ is a baby, barely over seventeen-thousand words and full to the brim of unnecessary dialogue and weird…