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

Somewhere Far Away

Sidewalk dark with rain

Fog hangs low, clinging to cars

What are you doing?

Somewhere far away, alone

I breathe in cold air

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