
Hounds crawling up
through the dirt, from
firey depths below,
snarls and howls
pierce the midnight air.
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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

Hounds crawling up
through the dirt, from
firey depths below,
snarls and howls
pierce the midnight air.
Thank you for reading, please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina