Sky thick with smoke
a flame burns somewhere
traveling up into the air
and away into another land.
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
Sky thick with smoke
a flame burns somewhere
traveling up into the air
and away into another land.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina