Alma : Writing

Close to home so far away

Close to home so far away

A Story by Alma


stream of consciousness
Lonely days of an ego brain

Lonely days of an ego brain

A Poem by Alma


the day I was born, it was time to let go, broken and torn, whatever I saw. I never came across, whatever's a friend, anxious of loss, the co..
disguise

disguise

A Poem by Alma


today I wrote you one more message, that will break your heart one day. today I told you nothing special, I treated you the usual way. today I f..
Dying tree

Dying tree

A Poem by Alma


the seed of death, is innate in life, I grow by the breath, that was shaped with a knife. My body is decay, my limbs turn to dust, I am walkin..
Aversion

Aversion

A Poem by Alma


Spell out everything I do not understand, take me to all the places whose names I can't pronounce, Say the prayer that I will never take into my hea..
whatever it is

whatever it is

A Poem by Alma


this day in the past, when I opened my eyes, saying 'hello', to what would not last. ability of brain, to make its own choice, sanity of soul,..
The restlessness of mind at midnight

The restlessness of mind at midnight

A Story by Alma


it's stream of consciousness writing that was created last summer in the place where I was working and living for a couple of months. There is lots of..
farewell

farewell

A Poem by Alma


it's a poem about LA and about how simple it is to change and be someone else every day in an unknown place; it has its good and bad side.
She would remember someday

She would remember someday

A Story by Alma


I want to dedicate this story to my grandparents, who have made me a better person even in my youngest years. All the good things I do in this life, I..
Baby

Baby

A Poem by Alma


baby, my baby, there's just nothing to say, you are losing your soul, as I lead you astray. baby you moan, while I let you die, then breathe u..