Layered pages, compact and
worded, phrases woven, speech
mimicked. So much depends
on ink and paper.
-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
Layered pages, compact and
worded, phrases woven, speech
mimicked. So much depends
on ink and paper.
-Alina