This poem reflects the resilience of the Palestinians people who are struggling for justice, dignity, and peace.
Girls Write Now Here & Now: 2024 Anthology
The Fallen
This is an excerpt from a television pilot script. It starts with an odd envelope that randomly appears on the characters’ doorsteps. And now, it will lead them into destruction.
Saying Goodbye to My Grandmother
This was the moment when my mom received a call from my uncle saying that my grandmother was sick.
Only the Beginning
Reflections on the world around me.
Grew Through Jazz
This piece shares the story of a young woman who was influenced heavily by jazz throughout her life and details her understanding of jazz through a Black perspective
A Bloodline’s End
A motherland and a mother yearn for the children they’ve lost.
This Earth, our Eden
The poem is meant to speak on the feeling of hopelessness, but also the possibility of change. The idea that even within despair, there is still the ability for something revolutionary to happen.
Spirits of Succession
After 5 years of running a company Conor Coldwell never wanted, his recreational habits surface, threatening to ruin his career and his father’s: Harvey Coldwell, one of the most feared men in business.
Weeping Wisteria
All will wither eventually; enjoy it while it lasts instead.
rain
The thoughts of a student on a rainy day.
Dios Te Bendiga
This piece started as many little stories about my grandmother’s cooking and evolved into a story about my grandmother herself and the moments when we drink hot chocolate together.
The Great Cat Competition
Two cats live in a bookstore cafe…. and they are complete opposites. The cats fight over who the fan favorite is when an event is held.
Offline
Told in a series of chat conversations, “Offline” tells the story of a writer who, fed up with his technology-assisted world, turns to the one thing he’s tried so hard to avoid: AI.
embracing womanhood
Dismissing missed periods became a habit, until fear, not maturity, forced me to listen to my body’s silent cries.
Birds in Paradise
To the hearts that endure, the hands that hold strong, this poem is for you, Palestine. May you find peace, as vast and endless as the sky.