I remember being in middle school and thinking that poetry was pretty dumb. Sure, I enjoyed my fair share of humorous poems here and there, but poetry as I...
We haven’t even gotten through The first week of classes, and So far my favorite part of the Semester has been seeing him Around campus. I almost can’t Stand...
My minor is Creative Writing. I remember a younger me in sophomore year declaring this minor believing that I will write a novel, become a bestselling author of a...
This is a poem I wrote as a free-write exercise in my Intro to Creative Writing class! Three legs and a round body, smelling of henna and incense, surrounded...
Welcome back to my poetry corner, where you have read some of the most profound emotions of one of the most challenging times in my life. I put alot...
This is my third poem from the series “Derealizacja.” As you know, my last poem had a heavy subject behind it, as with the first one. However, this poem...
Study-Abroad Let’s just say, There was never A dull day when I Was half a world Away every day. I will always be Able to say, that I have...
My dream for Myself, is that I Never dust myself Off and put myself Away on a shelf. I Hope that wherever I am, in the future I’m happy,...
The aching feeling of being deserted by one through distance and displacement Belonging to two is a twoness felt deeply. My identity flows within both and none. Poetry is...
It’s quite simple, really. We stand together, Hand in hand, Wondering when the storm may blow past. We smile at each other. I discover, Something private and small In...