Category: Poetry

Snow drifts and moldy leaves,

mud frozen hard

there is nothing

but the rain to wash it all away

in the spring.

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Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! 

-Alina

So the words boil under my skin ’til they overflow

from my lips, my teeth slick from the blood and bones

and vowels that come alive under pressure

under the clacking of my teeth

words, words, words.

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Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! 

-Alina

The body

soul

entrance

to an exit

the words

that

plague

the mind

the images

that dance

before

the

eyes.

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Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! 

-Alina

There is nothing to be done

it will all repeat itself again

one fight is another victory

is another defeat and so

the story of humanity

continues. But

does that mean, I will

shut my mouth

and lay down to die

in the futility of it all?

No, I will not shut my mouth

and I will not lay down to die

a quiet death.

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Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future! 

-Alina