Rain falls, Easter day,
blossoms scatter in the wind
press against windows, doors.
Thunder above, darkness gathers
cold smell of rain,
a new beginning.
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