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.
Nostalgic
Here, Youth
A conversation with, by, and for the intangible being of Youth.
A Lingering Regret
As the evening lamp bathes the room in its familiar warmth, my gaze falls upon the empty chair beside me, Dada.
Made With Lime
This piece is inspired by recent events which reminded me of my childhood, growing up in Haiti.
Sea Glass
In this piece, I tried to incorporate memories from my childhood with some of today’s environmental issues by comparing two alternate storylines– one of my memories growing up, and another displaying climate crises– over time.
The House
“The House” is a narrative essay I wrote about family and growing closer to them.
blooming through two cities
Daniela and Shoilee both live in New York City. Shoilee grew up in Queens, and Daniela moved to Brooklyn after growing up in Chicago. The following poems depict their journeys of life in the city.
Stories from Venice
Last summer, I went on a two-and-a-half-week trip throughout Italy with my cousin and grandma. Our visit to Venice was particularly memorable and so I’ve highlighted some moments from that trip here.
And The Lightning Strikes
He was like home to me. I wasn’t ready to let him go.
Swinging into Cycles at Sunset Park
Inspired by the experiences I had in a park I’ve been going to since childhood.
In the living room
In my family’s living room, I reminisce about an old music machine and its feeling that I took for granted.
The Immortal Wishmaker
This story is an excerpt from the first chapter of my science fiction novel and it introduces the protagonist, the Immortal Wishmaker.
The Sad Ones
Pretty loves are pretty but sad ones are prettier…
Elegy
In light of the boredom of life, daydreaming can captivate creativity.
i miss you
I attended a program over the summer and met people from all over the world. They showed me what genuine and crazy friendship looked like and I continue to miss all of who they were.