Amped up with nowhere to go,
let’s bounce this energy off the walls,
rhythmic beats and whispered screams
I can’t take this prison anymore.
-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
Amped up with nowhere to go,
let’s bounce this energy off the walls,
rhythmic beats and whispered screams
I can’t take this prison anymore.
-Alina