
Rain hits the window
a small drumming of fingers
tap, tap, tap, tap
taptaptaptaptap
listening to the wind whisper
and chide the trees, the leaves
in a chorus yelling in protest.
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

Rain hits the window
a small drumming of fingers
tap, tap, tap, tap
taptaptaptaptap
listening to the wind whisper
and chide the trees, the leaves
in a chorus yelling in protest.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina