There are too many dead folk here, I can’t breathe.
And the spaces between them hold me together
in the unknown dark space of the night.
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