The sun buries itself down into the bodies of the hills…
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.
Free Hand #128 (Space and Sun)
Sun peaks out from behind winter clouds waiting to see if the world looks just the same. A body turning in the dark abyss of space painted blue and grey. The stars sink and spin. Bodies turning in the darkness. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! …
Free Hand #127 (New Year)
So the sun sets on an old year and the sky turns blue once again but there are clouds in the distance. Another storm is brewing, is coming closer. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Free Hand #126 (Spring or Incineration)
The sun beats through the winter air and warms the bones only temporarily. Destroying the eyes, destroying the world the body is burnt up into ash. Skin tingling, Spring or incineration? Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Free Hand #125
Snow piled up against the door melting closest to the heat. Sticking, icy, and cold against the skin turning blue. Thank you for reading my work, I hope you will return in the future! -Alina