Sun glistens, moments
pass, past and passed into
and through the wind.
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
Sun glistens, moments
pass, past and passed into
and through the wind.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina