The space between the words a pause, that can silence or rip a apart, a person, with the same severity as a glance. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! 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.
Thoughts on the Action of Claiming One’s Own Identity
I belong nowhere in this world because of who I am, what I am, and what I identify as. I am ‘unremarkable’ and a ‘problem’ to society. I am not my sex and I am not my gender, I am I, without and with influence from the world. I have taken what was forced on…
Free Hand #87 (Light turns me to Ash)
And light looks down into the crowd, and spotlights on your body the day that climbs up and into the mouth is regurgitated. Hold me down until my bones crack and break from strain, my blood runs runs, runs, there is nothing left of me. Just this light, my mind, my ash. If you’re…
FREE HAND # 86 (When Words Lose Meaning)
These bold letters keep me occupied inside a world inside a world that is no longer a reality for anyone including me. The words lose all meaning, in their contortion in their twisted malfunction to do as they should. They become meaningless echoes of what they once meant. Thank you for reading my writing!…
Free Hand #85 (Not Sure What To Do)
I am not a big fan of rhyming poetry but I’m feeling a little playful tonight. Not sure what to do, reading e.e. Cummings, reading Woolf reading Goethe, and Rilke, and Camus, not sure who, might as well read Bronte too. If you are reading this Thank You for taking the time out of…