The body
soul
entrance
to an exit
the words
that
plague
the mind
the images
that dance
before
the
eyes.
Thank you for reading my writing! 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
The body
soul
entrance
to an exit
the words
that
plague
the mind
the images
that dance
before
the
eyes.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina