Voices
translated against
the body
you seek the night
hearing
the world spin
the in growing darkness
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
Voices
translated against
the body
you seek the night
hearing
the world spin
the in growing darkness
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina