The snow clings to the cement as it melts away
trickling down into the gutter. The gutter a new home
for all those melted snowflake bodies.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future.
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
The snow clings to the cement as it melts away
trickling down into the gutter. The gutter a new home
for all those melted snowflake bodies.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future.
-Alina