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
AS OF MARCH 16th, 2020 DUE TO THE SPREAD OF COVID-19 AND THE CLOSURE OF ALL RESTAURANTS AND BARS IN SALT LAKE CITY…
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