The sun is out
sky blaring blue
whisps of white clouds
trace the sky.
Thank you for reading my work!
-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
The sun is out
sky blaring blue
whisps of white clouds
trace the sky.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina