Air bites, nips at nose
skin, limbs, fingers
gnawed on. Snow flurries
cascade down from
gray skies.
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