The space between the words
a pause, that can silence or rip
a apart, a person, with the same severity
as a glance.
If you are 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
The space between the words
a pause, that can silence or rip
a apart, a person, with the same severity
as a glance.
If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina