The sun is hidden
behind gray clouds soaked through
the rain falls in indecipherable patterns
a robin rummages through the yard for
wet worms, its red breast glowing.
Thank you for reading!
-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