
Pages and pages,
the words that hold
stories, characters
alive and breathing
ready to jump
into your mind.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs

Pages and pages,
the words that hold
stories, characters
alive and breathing
ready to jump
into your mind.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina