As your voice fumbles, I look into your eyes, to never look back. You are shaking—or should I say trembling.
Transportive
Behind doors are secrets (to discover or not)
A liminal space I found in my school, and what I left there.
Intangible Things, an Excerpt
Sybil was waiting on the train platform absentmindedly during her morning commute. Then she fell onto the tracks. When she awakens alone in the hospital, she finds her injured body and soul split apart.
Gelid Morning
If not for me—brown skin, spike-studded leather gloves, combat boots, and sculptural woolen coat—this place could be 1963, still.
Got to keep running and running.
Because dying is loud. And living is too.
Ungrounded
I once had a dream I could fly.
Quicksave
A choose-your-own-adventure story that feels like a video game. Make sure to choose wisely.
music makers
This poem is about society’s shared desire for escape and comfort in a mundane yet chaotic world.
Six Miles Apart
In the socially distanced era of six feet apart, two Brooklyn-based writers celebrate the beauty and history of their everyday worlds in this visual diary.
Me Here, With You
These poems speak to the intimacy of a single moment with another person.
until us / These Lost Days
We wrote these two poems to showcase connection during an isolated time. Although we were geographically far apart, these poems knit us together as we wrote on a shared document.
Find Home
Where is home? I must return.
From Under a Tree & the August Sun
I spent a lot of summer 2020 sitting underneath trees and trying to find the words to articulate what exactly I was feeling and not really being able to find the words. There’s usually a real feeling of restlessness that accompanies summer for me and I think it was amplified by the pandemic.
interludes
This piece is inspired by my love for dance and my team. It is a reflection on the moments from dance I find myself thinking about and the reasons for my passion for it.
Where I’m From
In this piece you are about to read, I am telling you more about who I am and exploring all the layers of my identity. I use the words “I am” to highlight the different places, physical and emotional, that have made me who I am today.