Alina Happy Hansen

Mind over matter,

no longer, let the world

break your bones, shatter.

A new mind emerges.

Thank you for reading!

-Alina

Clouds gather, a grumbling

gray in the distance. A push

from above, tiny hands of

sky gods pressing down,

their words wet with rain.

Thank you for reading!

-Alina

Tea swimming

through cracked lips,

a scowl. The smell of

sage mixed with burning

dust, her clothes creased

and decades old. Another sip

and groan, eyes trained

to look for the worst.

Thank you for reading!

-Alina