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
- 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