at dusk they pour from the sky/dazed angels/ falling/pushed from divine heavens/white-gold wings drifting/from candy floss clouds/it’s a modern renaissance/dropping onto/ beaten paths /trodden on/ by ancient beings/radiating sovereignty/murmuring exalted prayers/ offering themselves/ as sacrifice/ to the tides/falling below/ the ebb/ and flow/ of forgotten dreams/ floating/ in isolated stupor
Hannah is a student at Denver School of the Arts who loves Frank Sinatra, learning new languages, and mangoes. Her work has been published in Canvas Literary Journal and Calliope Literary and Arts Magazine. In her spare time, she plays the piano and daydreams about traveling.