
A coldness seeps into the bones
holding its grip tight. The earth
swallows up the body to decompose.
A peaceful rest, a final end for us all.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you 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

A coldness seeps into the bones
holding its grip tight. The earth
swallows up the body to decompose.
A peaceful rest, a final end for us all.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you return in the future!
-Alina