Space that expands, stretching every molecule
every atom until snapping back into shape.
Cycle, recycle, over millions, billions, trillions
of years. Maybe this has happened before?
Space [Poem #121]
Heat [poem #120]
The sun beats down and the fills the air with hell
and heat rises, filling every pore, filling every molecule
of being until lit with fire the sun engulfs the body.
Light in the Dark [poem #119]
quietly ruminating,
calling into the cold body
of the world.
There is a
gap of light
that can be seen
in the distance.
illuminating the darkness.
Free Hand #118 (Frostbite)
Words drip like ice
and fall onto your skin
so cold, it burns until
blue skin, blue limbs
begin to rot off.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Free Hand #117 (Desire)
The space turns around us and eyes look cold in the night,
how do we crumble and devour each other in these ways?
That leaves us empty and longing for more, a desire
that will never be fulfilled completely.
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina