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

Summer in SF

Heat pulses across

The city. A gasp of wind

To cool the skin, I 

Walk up hills and down the streets

Wishing for the winter rain.

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