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Class of 2022
I am an Elite Athlete
My piece is about the GWN + NBCU Train Your Brain: Think Like an Elite Athlete workshop. This piece is a personal work on how I applied the elite athlete mentality to my career.
How to Grow a Tree From Its Mother
I’ve always been interested in world-building, so for my project, I’ve mapped out and explored the stories of four key places in a world I will use to explore nuanced identity.
The Table
A poem that takes a new view on The Table (a common standard for minorities to strive for).
All the Buildings Look the Same
I’ve always been interested in world-building, so for my project, I’ve mapped out and explored the stories of four key places in a world I will use to explore nuanced identity.
Quarantine Wasn’t As Bad As I Thought
This personal essay is about my experience with quarantine and how it impacted my gender identity.
Maybe I Can Rescue You: An Excerpt
Tatiana Familia turns broken friendship into power. Sapphire Harmony Jones has secrets too dark to confide. What will happen when their paths intertwine?
The White Envelope with the Green Card
I always took my citizenship status for granted. I never questioned my privilege until I saw someone around my age in the same situation my parents were once in.
Realizations
This feeling will stay with me for a while, but I am satisfied with where I am with it.
The vision of college in the present vs. in four years
As college application season came to an end, the Girls Write Now financial workshop helped me choose which college is best for me.
Subway Scenarios and Sweet Surprises
A love story that begins in an impossible subway scenario that ends with a sweet surprise.
crypticism
a reflective poem about visibility, exigence, and superficial perfection.
One Moment, Two Perspectives
For our submission, we chose to take a picture everyday (6:30 PM EST and 5:30 PM CST) of whatever was around us at the time. One moment, two perspectives.
Childhood Lost
Most people’s childhood memories are sacred. Mine are lost.
(Almost) Bananas
A letter of thanks meets an inner reflection of taught and inherited values in this short essay.