Mind over matter, no longer, let the world break your bones, shatter. A new mind emerges. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Clouds Gather (poem #437)
Clouds gather, a grumbling gray in the distance. A push from above, tiny hands of sky gods pressing down, their words wet with rain. Thank you for reading! -Alina
digital minds (poem #436)
digital minds hold dreams in CPU, nets like fingers reach across each other weaving thoughts and fantasies. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Tea Swimming (poem #435)
Tea swimming through cracked lips, a scowl. The smell of sage mixed with burning dust, her clothes creased and decades old. Another sip and groan, eyes trained to look for the worst. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Razor Burn [poem #434]
“Sun glows on crisply tanned skin an adjustment of her bikini razor burn and lonely patches…”