Hot heat rising,
sweat boiling, blood, flesh, bone
on pavement, wreckage
of twisted metal and plastic.
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
Hot heat rising,
sweat boiling, blood, flesh, bone
on pavement, wreckage
of twisted metal and plastic.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina