Isolation by Alina Happy Hansen Alone and unloved, she sits in a room that is pale and plain just like her. The window lets the sun in, trickling across the floor, across the wall until it vanishes each night from sight. There are movements and sounds coming from the rest of the house, voices…
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 #32
The sky buckles under the pressure space pulls us into a void. Sun envelops itself, swells and becomes something grander, something dark. An eternal abyss to swallow us whole. 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…
Free Hand #31
Books stacked high. The pages slip out, slip through, into the the room, piling up on the floor, the bed, every surface. Until there are words everywhere. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope that you will return in the future!…
Dinner: Flash Fiction Series #5
“He hums to himself sharpening his knives. Her voice echoes down the hall…”
Free Hand #30
I keep my secrets where the sun meets the mountains. The whispers that deepen and the moon that glows holds me down and spills my guts until I am nothing but bone. If you are reading this thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope that you…