This piece serves as a reflection of my relationship with the borough, Brooklyn. I’ve lived here since I was born and have developed a special connection with this place that I call home.
Heartwarming
Remembering Joy
These pieces share an insight into the challenge of finding joy in the world after coming out of the strangeness of mental illness.
Let’s Be Five
Let’s Be Five is a story about reflecting on the first semester of college and having to make the decision to be your own person.
Angela Stands Up
Winner of the Barbie Dream Gap x Girls Write Now: Inspiring Women Writing Contest in the Age 9-12 Category
The Case of the Ugly Black Shoes
I looked down at the horrible, ugly shoes that graced my feet swinging slightly above the floor: my sworn enemy.
In the dark
Even in the darkest night, there will always be a glimmer of hope.
My Apple Pie
It is a heartwarming story of making a baked good with love, with a family member you love.
Another Door Opens
Marah’s double life is interrupted, forcing her to come to terms with finally stepping out of her comfort zone and living life for herself.
Forever & Always
This short story is about my character, Princess Amantdeiylaia, who has a heart-to-heart with her lady-in-waiting and closest (and only) friend, Rhettna.
The Elevator Bond
I smile and walk up to the waiting room. Even if I don’t get this job, at least I’ve got my friend back.
Faith’s Hope
Shutting her eyes firmly until compression so all she could see were glittering stars, Hope’s imagination stretched into answering her yearning for a companionship to fulfill her dreaded playtime.
Just like that, Faith was born.
Santana
This poem is about Santana, a dog who I have volunteered with at the Valley Animal Center in Fresno, California.
Temper of the Snow
“Temper of the Snow” is an excerpt derived from the short story “That Boy I Named” that depicts Ling Xu’s recount of one of his most precious memories in the winter 7 years ago.
Yemen Called Me عسل (Honey)
If you’ve got a sweet tooth, this one’s for you! In this episode, Poetry 360 mentee Asma Al-Masyabi journeys through her honeyed memories of Eid, baking treats, and getting lost in nostalgia that seems to be from another lifetime.
A Lingering Regret
As the evening lamp bathes the room in its familiar warmth, my gaze falls upon the empty chair beside me, Dada.