Alleyways

Back Alley

One step, and a thick, warm fog wraps around me.
My head swims; my eyes grow heavy.
I can barely see- everything is blurry.

I know that I’ve been here before,
And in my haze, I somewhat remember:
I planned to avoid this alley for just this reason-
But here I am.

A calm, a delicious softness fills this space
This alcove between streets that knows no time
No consequences

I’ve walked slowly, but alas, I still arrive
Into the cold night air at the end-
Onto the road back to reality.

I look back as the lines grow sharper and vow to never lose my head again.
I turn up my collar and walk away.

Until next time.

 

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Photograph by Sergee Bee

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VK Lynne

VK Lynne is a writer and musician from Los Angeles. She penned the award-winning web series 'Trading on 15', and her writing has been published in Image Curve, The Elephant Journal, GEM Magazine and Guitar Girls Magazine. She has authored lyrics for three of her own solo albums and for the bands Vita Nova, stOrk, and The Spider Accomplice.

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