
Back cracking, bones
disjointed. Blood blossoming
in the heart. Dreams telling
futures coming and I am here
waiting for you.
Thank you for reading my work!
-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

Back cracking, bones
disjointed. Blood blossoming
in the heart. Dreams telling
futures coming and I am here
waiting for you.
Thank you for reading my work!
-Alina