
Morning Stories
A poem that traces my memory through color.
Amidst global conflict and personal fears, I often find myself returning to my roots. My writing spans my childhood, inscribing my dreams and memories on the page in hopes of making sense of our world and finding joy in the mundane.
A poem that traces my memory through color.
A conversation with, by, and for the intangible being of Youth.
Have you ever had a moment where all your big memories flood back to you like a blue ocean wave?
A found poem from "The Great Gatsby" and "Passing," analyzing the role of women in regards to the American Dream.
New York skyscrapers are far from the sky-scraping Smoky Mountains, and in combining our stories, we shared our fierce pride for our homes and the inherent poetry there is in growing up in these places.
The five "Yearlies" stay on the tiny beach island over the summer, while the rest of their boarding school friends go home.
A short story I wrote about one of my favorite memories from summer that blurred into my favorite dreams.
A poem about Ophelia and the thoughts running through her mind.
“The Fountain” explores the fear of aging and being forgotten through the eyes of Lilian, a 74-year-old New Yorker who makes a surreal discovery on one of her countless boring afternoons.