
Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
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-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

Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina