Writer in San Francisco, CA
Books stacked high,
I’m thinking about
how I reuse words like
excuses. The sound ringing
in my ears, the familiarity of it all
as another one leaves my mouth.
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-Alina
Heartless eyes,
drinks that engage
the star, drifting
towards the sun at
high-velocity speeds
ready to be devoured.
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–Alina
Glittering glasses clink
and glow with intoxicating
liquors, dreams in bubbles
float to the surface just to
be swallowed, consumed
by dreamers.
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-Alina
Rubbish,
words
mish-mashed,
secretly
dashed, smashed
wrung out
and entangled.
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-Alina
Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
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-Alina