This poem is a classic extended metaphor and an angry feminist poem about a woman’s relationship to food and the kitchen.
My Body, My Voice: A Feminist Story Collection
If only my ancestors could see me now they’d smile and be proud of me and my ability to think and work outside the boundaries men have built for us. Empowered to push the limit break the ceiling shatter expectations and not stand for anything but everything and run for something. President? “That’s a man’s job” Not anymore. Choosing a spouse? “That’s your father’s decision” Not anymore. Be quiet? “This is none of your business” Not anymore. –Mentee Jadah Jones
This piece expresses my aspirations to advocate for abortion/reproductive rights and how writing has been fundamental in social impact.
We all come from somewhere, but that doesn’t mean we all belong somewhere. It took me a while to learn where I’m from, so now its time to learn where I belong.
A whimsicial narrative of my life as my step count increases. Throughout my journey, I meet different parts of myself, from Curiosity to Shame. It’s a story of how these “people” have helped me grow.
An ode to hers everywhere.
This began as my personal statement for my Common Application, but has transformed over time into a personal essay.
This is a poem about Monica Lewinsky. I wrote this piece to reshape the narrative. Some parts in style after Eleanor Wikstrom.
About loving your pretty.
This is a reflection and critique of Taylor Swift’s documentary Miss Americana.
A poem about the internalized male gaze that verbalizes the ways it affects my thinking and everyday life.
There’s an untold story behind every woman.
Kat and Lucia are a mentor and mentee pair of short girls living in NYC. They may be little, but they’re loud in a conversation about body image and self-confidence.
Since we both experienced single-gender institutions as part of growing up, we’re taking the time to question the continuation of these institutions and how to make them more inclusive.
How have protests and movements evolved and stayed the same over decades? We discuss our experiences at a women’s march and climate strike and how generations are connected in fighting for social justice.
What does it take to be a girl? What does it mean to be unequivocally feminine?