A reflective personal essay on identity and the impossibility of describing oneself in any less than a thousand and one pieces.
Reflective
In Gravity’s Eye
A collection of observations and feelings, all tied together by nature.
Words the sound of rain
I wanted to highlight the important role nature, specifically, rain plays in our lives.
The Power of Language
I learned to articulate my dreams and my fears… Most importantly, this is how I learned to imagine and create for myself a world in which I wanted to live.
Remembering Home
We believe food brings us back to our roots. “Remembering Home” is a podcast about the food, customs and cultures we grew up with, along with insight from our amazing guests.
My Hometown
What is your hometown? A place where you return back to with joy and feel comfort from. My poem will remind you of all the little elements that help us create our hometown.
oysters & ceviche
i am suffocated in it.
Death Follows
Bex Foster has a secret: she can hear the voices of her dead parents. How will her friendships and relationships be altered by this secret?
the stars in disarray
When you meet someone over a writing platform and fate encourages you to share your socials to get closer, the relationship does not become as fruitful as you want it to be.
my dog spoke hebrew and it felt profound
The relationship between two deaths.
Learning to linger
That moment when you have to go but want to stay—so you decide you really don’t have to go at all.
different, not wrong.
Being the older sister of a younger brother with autism has been both challenging and gratifying. Throughout the years, I’ve learned many lessons from my brother on empathy, identity, and understanding.
Cherophobia
“We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think.”
This piece helped me break free and I will forever be thankful to my mentor for encouraging me.
My Saving Grace
‘My Saving Grace’ is about my dream of becoming a doctor as a high schooler during the COVID-19 pandemic.
Nervous Scrolling
A woman dining alone at a restaurant realizes memory doesn’t serve her justice.