Boiling hearts in vats
filled with liquor,
regrets marinating
souring the meat
an acquired flavor
that for some
tastes sweet.
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