Flower rise up and
touch the sun, swallowed
petals into the core,
I’ll only bloom in the
moonlight.
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
Flower rise up and
touch the sun, swallowed
petals into the core,
I’ll only bloom in the
moonlight.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina