The sun boils down, I am here
holding the ocean in my heart
consumed by darkness,
the world begins to crumble,
this is not the end.
Thank you for reading!
-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
The sun boils down, I am here
holding the ocean in my heart
consumed by darkness,
the world begins to crumble,
this is not the end.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina