Ceramic words, chiseled clean
cut off and chipping, filling the
mouth with unpleasantries.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA
Ceramic words, chiseled clean
cut off and chipping, filling the
mouth with unpleasantries.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina
Night blossoms, golden
stars spin in fire and
eyes linger gazing upwards
sinking into the moon.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina
Amped up with nowhere to go,
let’s bounce this energy off the walls,
rhythmic beats and whispered screams
I can’t take this prison anymore.
-Alina
Leave me in the dark, let me
flourish and writhe with the
power within me, we are only
as strong as we think we are.
-Alina
Destruction, a pale glass
shards spread far apart, hiding
within every available crevice,
the moment, a shattering
a sound echoing through
space and time and in that moment
all listen to the destruction.
-Alina