Words drip like ice
and fall onto your skin
so cold, it burns until
blue skin, blue limbs
begin to rot off.
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
Words drip like ice
and fall onto your skin
so cold, it burns until
blue skin, blue limbs
begin to rot off.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
2 responses to “Free Hand #118 (Frostbite)”
The summary of how blood supply is compromised to a part of the body when exposed to too much cold… The bite of cold cold nature…
Nice one
Thank you!