The dreams of the night,
the soul alive in the heart
there are too many spaces
to occupy and not enough
minds.
Thank you for reading!
-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