Alina Happy Hansen

Writer in San Francisco, CA

  • black and white san francisco skyline with fog
    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

Air Bites (poem #550)

Air bites, nips at nose

skin, limbs, fingers

gnawed on. Snow flurries

cascade down from

gray skies.

 

Thank you for reading!

-Alina