A poem on the often cruel and uncaring nature of the passage of time during the pandemic.
Amy Bradu is an aspiring writer who focuses on queer and existentialist pieces. As a transgender lesbian she often focuses on stories about people like herself. She began writing with several short scripts and has since written a number of poems and prose pieces.
A skit about how it feels to procrastinate shown through the allegory of standing on a tower of bricks which gets taller each minute knowing you have to jump.