bloodied heart
pulverized, dreams lie
pulsating in the words
of the dead
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
bloodied heart
pulverized, dreams lie
pulsating in the words
of the dead
Thank you for reading!
-Alina