Leave me in the dark, let me
flourish and writhe with the
power within me, we are only
as strong as we think we are.
-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
Leave me in the dark, let me
flourish and writhe with the
power within me, we are only
as strong as we think we are.
-Alina