Freehand Poem #22: Words like Honey

Listening to: Double Vanity (Full Album) by BRONCHO


 

Words Like Honey

 

Your words sunk into me like honey. Crisp and clear,

but still sticky. I couldn’t breathe and felt my lungs swell

with pain. The words that fall from your lips keep me

alive in an amber chrysalis, I try to struggle to break free

but something inside me tells me to, Be Still.

 


 

If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope you return in the future!

-Alina

Freehand Poem #21: Sun for Sin

Yesterday the heat was unbearable. I’m pretty tired today but still alive!!!

I’m fascinated by the old belief that if people sinned God/s would punish them through destruction and really really horrible weather.


 

Sun for Sin

 

The sun melts me down, to a pile of flesh and blood.

Feel my skin loosen and moisture seeps out of every

pore. Thinking of Dante’s hell, thinking of the different levels

with different kinds of torture based on sins committed.

Wondering what sin of mine inspired the sun to burn me

alive today.


 

If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope you return in the future!

-Alina

Death and Kittens: Flash Fiction Series #2

approx. word count: 140

 

Death and Kittens

by

Alina Happy Hansen

 

Mama cat cradled her kittens, suckling softly on her underbelly. Somewhere there was a gunshot. Somewhere, somebody died. The ones that can’t reach the nipple mew and cry. There are tire screeches around the corner of the alley and the sound of car doors opening, feet pounding on the cement, a chorus of men shouting. Mama cat peaks out her head from the side of the moldy cardboard box to look. Men are running towards her and her kittens, red and blue flashes against the brick buildings. Mama cat tenses up, moving slightly, kittens fall off her swollen nipples. Loud shots echo through the air. A man falls, his body smacks the pavement. Blood in his eyes, he sees a dilapidated cardboard box next to a dumpster, tiny eyes glowing in the darkness stare at him as he loses consciousness.

Summer Fiction List: News

It has been a few weeks since I announced I would be compiling a Summer Fiction List of all the books that I plan to read this summer. I have had difficulty in coming up with this list and I believe it is because I get overwhelmed when I plan out what I’m going to read.

So I have decided I will post little lists incrementally throughout the summer, biting off pieces that I can chew so I don’t choke.

Here is this first ‘little’ Summer Fiction List,

  1. Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
  2. One Select Philip K. Dick Novel
  3. Gwendy’s Button Box by Stephen King
  4. One Select Novel by Neil Gaiman, (I’m thinking American Gods)
  5. One or More Harry Potter books written by J.K. Rowling

 

First one on the list is NOT an easy read. I tried starting Infinite Jest last winter with my boyfriend but we didn’t get very far. It is a modest 981 pages but I want to try again.

I love Philip K. Dick but have not read much of his work, I want to do this this summer.

Since it is a new King novel, I am curious, so I plan on reading Gwendy’s Button Box.

I have attempted reading American Gods a couple times but life always distracts me from finishing. I want to finish American gods this summer.

I have been on a Harry Potter binge for the last eight months. I’ve read every single one since then and am currently on Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.

 

I am looking forward to getting some reading done this summer. I want to broaden my horizons and read more than just stacks of Poetry since that is what I always end up doing (this is not a bad thing but I need to explore other areas more frequently).

If anyone has any suggestions for fiction, please leave title and author info in a comment below and let me know why you would recommend it.

Lastly, I want to say Thank You to all my followers and daily readers that have continued to read my writing and frequent announcement posts.

THANK YOU!

THANK YOU!

THANK YOU!

-Alina


Freehand Poem #20: What does the sky say?

Weather has been great. I am so behind in writing.

Listening to: The Dead Weather Album Dodge and Burn


 

What does the sky say? As it echoes explosions across the valley?

Torn up and red like a stormy sunset on the ocean. Doused

with rouge, doused with passion. Sky bleeding down on me,

whispering words of warning. There’s something coming.

 


 

If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope you return in the future!

-Alina