Following the sun down into the dirt the mountain envelope and swallow it whole how do eyes look when blinded by such light? the sun as a body and as a source an existence where lines are blurred. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will 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.
Free Hand #122 (Snow Melting)
The snow clings to the cement as it melts away trickling down into the gutter. The gutter a new home for all those melted snowflake bodies. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future. -Alina
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