Burrowing into lies,
lives lifted look up
into a sky laced with
advertisements. a comfort
a home, made of jingles
and useless nothings.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- SF
In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs