Alina Happy Hansen

Writer in San Francisco, CA

  • rural dirt road intersection in countryside
    Crossroads

    I saw her at the 

    Crossroads, black dog at her heel

    A torch in her hand

    Another drink, a day gone

    Torch burning in the darkness

The Night Opens (poem #304)

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The night opens,

a flower petal falls.

There are only enough

birds to fill the sky.

 

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-Alina