Roads traveled, worn down
into rubble. A missed step
a wrong turn and a fall
into the gravel.
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Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- Persephone
She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees