Author: Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet

Boiling hearts in vats

filled with liquor,

regrets marinating

souring the meat

an acquired flavor

that for some

tastes sweet.

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-Alina

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The sun loosened

petals open, flowers

raise their heads up

to their glowing god

who leaves them in the dark

every millennium.

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-Alina

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Bodies bruised

and bandaged, blossoming

red veins pulverized, swollen

lips, squished eyeballs and

a groaning symphony

after the fight.

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-Alina

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A show, curtains raised

slowly to reveal creatures

dressed up and ready

for a glamorous affair,

a sing-song dance or

a strip-tease? lavishly

covered in diamonds

and dreams the audience

can’t bare.

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-Alina

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Sun barren, moves across golden lined hills

into a desert heart, filled with cacti and creatures

the space between the earth and the sky filled with sound.

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-Alina

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