The body that pulls us down
gravity and bones
keeping the soul fixed
on this decaying, pollution
blue ball world.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness
The body that pulls us down
gravity and bones
keeping the soul fixed
on this decaying, pollution
blue ball world.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina