paper and blood
the ink settles
in the grain
scissors cut out
new patterns
to fill with
blood, ink
and words.
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
paper and blood
the ink settles
in the grain
scissors cut out
new patterns
to fill with
blood, ink
and words.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
2 responses to “Poem #134 (Paper and Blood)”
Beautiful one.visit my blog sometime
Thank you. Will do!