A poetic piece revolving around the misconstrued perceptions of what it truly means to be an African American living in modern day society.
Broken Masterpiece
Inspiring
What am I made of?
This piece showcases not only the hardships I faced as a queer girl in a Christian household but how I overcame my self-doubt and learned to accept myself as I am.
Where I’m From
This is a poem about where I’m from as a 16-year-old, born and raised in Queens, New York in a small family of four.
‘Taking Root’ Introduction
For every teen who Girls Write Now helps to find their voice on the page or elsewhere, that’s one more young writer who will have confidence in their own ability to learn and achieve and lead.
‘Taking Root’ Foreword
Never underestimate the power of a story.
Thank You, Dr. Mary Beck: Meet the Trailblazing Ukrainian American Councilwoman Who Saved My Family
More than 4.6 million refugees have fled Ukraine with the onslaught of Putin’s brutal invasion. More than 70 years ago, my Dido (Grandfather) Osyp, Babtsia (Grandmother) Maria, and Teta (Aunt) Helen escaped Ukraine too, thanks to the heroic efforts of a Ukrainian-American woman named Mary (Marusia) Beck.
I used to hate the rain
Acceptance comes after the storm. It poured and poured.
My Way Up
Rock climbing helps me realize that I am capable of beating all the “impossibles.”
Sometimes the Way to Win Is to Quit
“A jack of all trades is a master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one,” is the best compliment for an overachieving young adult trying to find their way around the world. At least it was for me.
‘You Don’t Owe Anyone Anything’
The reality of missing school for a whole two weeks and dealing with the stares of society.
Rolling Through Fear: Realizations at the Rink
The time spent at the rink was too short for me to spend it wallowing in my mistakes.
Adolescent Forms
A depiction of my journey in asking for help, this essay is my reminder that I deserve peace and welfare in a battle against the uncertainties and anxieties of my mind.
Conquer Dormant Dreams
Your dreams are more than a sailboat, journeying to your pier and then on to the next.
Enroute To Myself
This departure calls for no baggage.
Ungrounded
I once had a dream I could fly.