a golden dream, the air
listless and sweet,
a drifting word,
the mind releases,
a cloud glides
smoothly across
the pale blue
surface of the sky.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
a golden dream, the air
listless and sweet,
a drifting word,
the mind releases,
a cloud glides
smoothly across
the pale blue
surface of the sky.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina