digital minds hold dreams in CPU, nets like fingers reach across each other weaving thoughts and fantasies. 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.
Tea Swimming (poem #435)
Tea swimming through cracked lips, a scowl. The smell of sage mixed with burning dust, her clothes creased and decades old. Another sip and groan, eyes trained to look for the worst. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Razor Burn [poem #434]
“Sun glows on crisply tanned skin an adjustment of her bikini razor burn and lonely patches…”
Prickly Needles (poem #433)
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
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