Andrea Wold Johansen

Andrea Wold Johansen

Andrea, 21, writer and eternal optimist from time to time. I'm currently based in Winchester, where I spend my days trying to teach myself not to have sugar in my coffee and finish a BA in Creative Writing. Gets by on cake and blankets.

  • Andrea Wold Johansen
    Published 2 years ago
    Lucie

    Lucie

    I never fell in love with yellow,until you showed up in that raincoatthat drowned out the sunflowers,and I’ll never understand how you can outshine the daisies,without even trying.
  • Andrea Wold Johansen
    Published 2 years ago
    Part of the Architecture

    Part of the Architecture

    The sound of an organ woken from slumbertrickles out into the cold October night.“Come on in, hear my tales,” it whispers,as the streetlights catch on the Poor men’s Bible,and the pitter patter of impatient feet echoes through the empty aisle.
  • Andrea Wold Johansen
    Published 2 years ago
    I'm Building a Home

    I'm Building a Home

    I'm building a home on Tuesday’s laundry and broken light bulbs.I’ve spent so long balancing on top of the pile ofreturn to sender-confidencethat I toppled over and hit my head,but I’ll clean the place up before you come over,I swear.
  • Andrea Wold Johansen
    Published 2 years ago
    Rations and Aeroplanes

    Rations and Aeroplanes

    Her mother threw birthday parties on rationing cards,dressed three children in the living room curtains,and sent them to bed with a kiss on the forehead.Her father only lived in the stories,the captain that went down with his ship,the war hero.