The snow clings to the cement as it melts away
trickling down into the gutter. The gutter a new home
for all those melted snowflake bodies.
Thank you for reading my work! 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 snow clings to the cement as it melts away
trickling down into the gutter. The gutter a new home
for all those melted snowflake bodies.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future.
-Alina