Silver flask full of
alchemist’s liquor
in a denim coat pocket,
oil stained and torn.
A fantasy come true,
ever-lasting life for
hog rider, once
an alchemist
in days of yore.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- Persephone
She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees