Hastily jotted at night, during recent teenage angst, inspired by the winter season.
Frostbites
Narrative
The Life of a Teenage Superhero
An excerpt of a piece soon to be part of a larger novel.
Punctures of Light in the Darkness
A traveler finds herself stranded on a distant planet, alone.
Summer of 1977
Summer is a time of glee and adventure. In New York of 1977, summer was a time of chaos and despair.
From the Ancient Diary of an Unwilling Globetrotter
SHANGQIU, CHINA- 1294, a year of new promises and renewed ambition, but life is far from perfect for Zhao. What happens when her worst dream comes true- traveling across the infamous Silk Road?
Would It Be Enough?: A Tale of Migration
This is a short story about the first time I translated for an immigration screening. It is a work in progress that will show the personal aspects of immigration not reflected on legal documentation.
Anime: More than Just Animation
Anime– Japanese animation– offers so much more than action-adventure series, if you just give it a chance. You’ll find that it tells the seemingly insignificant stories of ordinary, everyday people in the most beautiful ways.
to make mistakes
To my father, who is learning.
Gift-Giving
I love gift-giving, especially handmade gifts made from material that my mother has saved. It allows me to be creative, but with some sort of direction.
your little world, here
A poem about the process of creating a community & finding a place to belong after fleeing a familiar land.
new but also not: girl of two cities
The experience of growing up in one city and leaving it for another.
It’s Carnival
The colors, sights, and sounds of Carnival have long been a favorite of Samantha’s. West Indians take over Brooklyn for the Labor Day weekend and make their presence known.
My Fingers Grip the Handles To My Bag
A spoken word piece concerning Asian hate crimes and the feeling of being the next victim.
Harlem: The Black Flowering
A visual representation of the Harlem Renaissance or the New Negro Movement. The growth of black music, art, and community through the many vessels of hands that watered it.
The Last Dance
This piece is a short story about my character, Princess Amantdeiylaia. It’s her 15th birthday, and an old friend pays her a visit. But is his presence welcomed?