golden eyes glower,
dreaming of darkened nights
during day time. A heartache turned
sour, inspiring visions of violence,
and a disastrous summer.
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