Prickly needles, green body thick and dry rooted in sand and rubble. A lonely hawk circles above, enticed by a scampering shadow, he descends, perching atop the prickly needles. 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.
Sea Void (poem #432)
Sea void, swallow me open ocean pull and break the words ready to break free from my mouth. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Leaf (poem #431)
A leaf spins in the wind, caught and torn, it flutters to the ground, resting, it’s green body shimmers in the light, already beginning to diminish and die. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Forgotten Memories (poem #430)
Holding onto the words spoken and dreaming in the quiet night of the world, falling into an abyss of forgotten memories. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Golden Package (poem #429)
Golden package, materials combustible silvery lining, colors robust. Describe to me your contents, tell me your artificial lies. Thank you for reading! -Alina