Endless nights,
the morning sun cannot reach me
I drink in the dark night sky
absorbing the glow of stars,
dead suns glittering and other
such implodings, the sun cannot
reach me, I am alive with the
night.
-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