San Francisco
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Crow Talking (poem #391)
Clouds softly flow across skies of cerulean a voice in the distance calling, and I swear I can make out…
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Easter Day (poem #390)
Rain falls, Easter day, blossoms scatter in the wind press against windows, doors. Thunder above, darkness gathers cold smell of…
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Sugary Insides (poem #389)
Sugary insides indulge sweet bitterness lined with rhythm and a hint of rhyme frosting, expunge with the tip of your…
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Cup (poem #388)
Cup filled with coffee now cold, dark liquid swirling, ink black and dying inside. Thank you for reading! -Alina…
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Poetry Reading Saturday, April 13th
I will be reading some of my poetry at Central Book Exchange located in Sugarhouse (Salt Lake City, Utah).