The sun boils down, I am here
holding the ocean in my heart
consumed by darkness,
the world begins to crumble,
this is not the end.
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