How the sun moves, across the golden expanse dreams criss-cross and pull the mind, overlap the skin, teeth, jaw, skull. Thank you for reading! -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.
January 2020 Update: Workshop, Writing, and Music
Today is my first day in a Free Poetry Workshop! Last September I bought Windows and Doors: A Poet Read Literary Theory by Natasha Sajé. I read a few chapters and then looked up Natasha Sajé, I found out she is a professor at Westminster right here in Salt Lake City.
Matching Heart [poem #573]
“Slip down into oblivion, a matching heart…”
Eyes (poem #572)
Where are the eyes? the eyes of the dead, watching from the darkness. A flame erupts, ignites the iris, reflecting back.
I sink (poem #571)
I sink, and welcome the cold water, rising up to my neck and over.