Sun barren, moves across golden lined hills
into a desert heart, filled with cacti and creatures
the space between the earth and the sky filled with sound.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- Raven Wings
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