Words overflowing
into cups, minds holding
in each sentence. A weight
that can’t be lifted, settling
and cementing in the brain.
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-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
Words overflowing
into cups, minds holding
in each sentence. A weight
that can’t be lifted, settling
and cementing in the brain.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina