The journey,
alive with blood.
My high, giving you
a rise, up into
glittering sickly skies.
A pathway towards
oblivion,
we already know
the consequences.
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