within the book, within a mind,
a word, a rhythm exposes
dancing universes between the eyes
seeking freedom from the skull confines.
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
within the book, within a mind,
a word, a rhythm exposes
dancing universes between the eyes
seeking freedom from the skull confines.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina