Sun that bleeds down
and crests under the edge of the sky
round and blue the world is sick
human parasites. And I am
rambling, rambling to an
audience that is not there.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
Sun that bleeds down
and crests under the edge of the sky
round and blue the world is sick
human parasites. And I am
rambling, rambling to an
audience that is not there.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina