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!…
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.
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…
Free Hand #29
So slick, the body pulls back from the ocean tide. The waves collapse against the shore. Where did you find me? Among the rubble and washed up bleached out, salted wood? I am waiting silently under the millions of stones that litter this beach. I am waiting to be revived, returned to the land of…
The Lighthouse: Flash Fiction Series #4
The Lighthouse by Alina Happy Hansen There she stood. Her figure silhouetted against the moon, distant and lonesome, looking out towards the sea. The spinning light reached out across the void, touching waves, touching clouds until disappearing back behind the trees. Lighthouse, candle, and a memory of a death. He calls out to her…