“The dreams of the night, alive in the cold spaces…”
The Journey (poem #403)
The journey, alive with blood. My high, giving you a rise, up into glittering sickly skies. A pathway towards oblivion, we already know the consequences. Thank you for reading! -Alina INSTAGRAM
My First Novel: What’s next?
I’ve been reading bits and parts of my third draft and I’m liking it a lot.
Boils Down (poem #402)
The sun boils down, I am here holding the ocean in my heart consumed by darkness, the world begins to crumble, this is not the end. Thank you for reading! -Alina INSTAGRAM
Hog Rider Alchemist (poem #401)
Silver flask full of alchemist’s liquor in a denim coat pocket, oil stained and torn. A fantasy come true, ever-lasting life for hog rider, once an alchemist in days of yore. Thank you for reading! -Alina INSTAGRAM