Ceramic words, chiseled clean
cut off and chipping, filling the
mouth with unpleasantries.
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
Ceramic words, chiseled clean
cut off and chipping, filling the
mouth with unpleasantries.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina