The eyes that look
mouths that speak
there are no minds
behind them.
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
The eyes that look
mouths that speak
there are no minds
behind them.
Thank you for reading my work~! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina