So the sun sets on an old year and the sky
turns blue once again but there are
clouds in the distance. Another storm is
brewing, is coming closer.
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
So the sun sets on an old year and the sky
turns blue once again but there are
clouds in the distance. Another storm is
brewing, is coming closer.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina