An Alice,

lost in her own wonderland.

Coffee and poetry is what keeps her going. An aspiring writer, grotesquely optimistic. In her mind, she is stringing garlands of pearls and roses into crowns at the base of an enchanted fountain, beguiled at the sight of burning flower fields of a faraway village towards the ocean as the dusk settles in.

She might never be your sun but she is your moon, appearing on your darkest nights,

never too soon.