eyes glitter gold,
I’m cold and waiting
for you. Waiting for
the sun to rise, and
melt this sorrow from
my bones.
Writer in San Francisco, CA
Bloodied fingers, set small skins apart
the bones that crunch in the jaws of
the dog. I am the birds feathers, strewn
across the grass. Droplets of sweat, saliva,
and blood permeate the air.
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Thank you,
-Alina
Back cracking, bones
disjointed. Blood blossoming
in the heart. Dreams telling
futures coming and I am here
waiting for you.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina