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

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
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