Here are some excerpts from my April 2017 notebook! key: pieces are separated by a ‘+’ How I bled. Let it fall down, marble the cold sky. And the clouds are fat. FAT. in the meat of the sky. What are the words that break each other up and out, down and inside it…
Author: Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet
End of the Month Reflection: Blogging, Writing and Reviews
Hello Readers ? This is an end of the month post reflecting on what I’ve done and what I plan to do with my blog.
Opioid/Heroin Addiction in Utah
I know this isn’t related to my categories Film, Music, Art for reflections but because I find this relevant to SLC, UT (where I live) and kind of mind-blowing, I’ve including this small reflection on Opioid/Heroin Addiction and Overdose related deaths in Utah. I recently did a project for one of my classes in which…
Free Hand #8 (Worn Out)
It’s Finals Week and between my huge assignments and work, I’m exhausted. WORN OUT Creeping, itching tick tick tick, side of the face. I break off, a bone, a word to string together more bones more words for an essay, easy, no ese! essay…stuck drinking coffee, want to drink some beer. Tired and distraught,…
Free Hand #7 (Dark Storm)
The weather’s pretty gloomy outside, my favorite kind of weather. Raining and grey clouds all day hahahaha. This is a rough piece directed to those that may not love the rain as much as I do. The rain that covers the roads, the pavement, the house with electric green grass where you sit inside…