Stepping on the stones
Of immortality
You feel yourself decay
As you ascend
the giants staircase.
If you’re reading this thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
Stepping on the stones
Of immortality
You feel yourself decay
As you ascend
the giants staircase.
If you’re reading this thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina