Leaving, living, holding, keeping. The words they stream from my lips but their meaning is loss in the confusion, miscommunication in translation there is no perfection. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you return in the future! -Alina
Author: Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet
Alina Happy Hansen is a writer, poet, and blogger based in San Francisco. Besides writing nearly 24/7 and reading stacks of books, Alina enjoys watching classic horror films and listening to Stoner Metal. She holds a Bachelors of Arts in English with a Minor in Writing and Rhetoric Studies from The University of Utah.
Poem #157 (Moon Above)
The moon high above, the skin, pock-marked and dried out. Swirling, it gravitates around a planet of death and destruction. Footprints of a species soon to be extinct linger still on its rocky body. Voices lost in the vacuum of space, words rendered meaningless in the end. I am experimenting with a…
Poem #156 (Sinking)
Water drips dripping down into the hollowed out place for the edge of my soul in the ground ground sinking sinking further down to the core. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Poem #155 (Time, Death, Rebirth)
Time pulls and twists in the infinite space above us. Watching the withering bodies fold into the Earth to give rise to a new birth. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Poem #154 (World Devours)
The world devours you gnawing on your bones your mind, your flesh. Till you are nothing but bones and dust. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina