minds twisting underwater
in the cold
the snow and water gathers
ice that lingers
against the lips
against the skin
a skull cracked open
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
minds twisting underwater
in the cold
the snow and water gathers
ice that lingers
against the lips
against the skin
a skull cracked open
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina