The sun glistens
summer better be over
tired of burning
burning up and floating
away into the sky.
If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
The sun glistens
summer better be over
tired of burning
burning up and floating
away into the sky.
If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina