Poems from Alyssia

I am a splinter from a broken tree
I told her  of my fears  inside the peel  of the fruit.  The first of her  fickle love  stapled rubies  on my sheets. In darkness,  finding...
The Civilized
The single bird has a gift, It can go any direction it wishes. The single bird has a curse, It’s left alone on this Earth. The single bird...