Sky thick with smoke
a flame burns somewhere
traveling up into the air
and away into another land.
Thank you for reading my work! 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
Sky thick with smoke
a flame burns somewhere
traveling up into the air
and away into another land.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina