There is a difference between the two,
the spaces between the night that plague
and bodies that move.
Thank you for reading!
-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
There is a difference between the two,
the spaces between the night that plague
and bodies that move.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina