A glimpse into the tantalizing cycle of waiting and wanting.
Bottled Up
Relationship
To My Dad
“But I can’t be angry forever that my dad isn’t the dad I wish he was. Anyway, did you see the last episode of Survivor?”
Legos
Pieces of Legos that click in more ways than one.
He & She
One Girl… One Love… where did it lead her?
To write about things that have ended a long time ago
A lot of my writing is related to loss—in this case, it’s old friends. Though I’ve yet to attend a loved one’s funeral, I find myself grieving people who are still alive.
Scaredy Cat
My obsession with fear started with my cousin’s scary stories and turned into a competition with my brother. While convincing myself to enjoy horror, I created monsters that haunted me in the dark.
Writing My World: Window Into Our Lives
We used a website to showcase our ever-changing writing styles and emphasize the connection between what we read and what we write from childhood till now!
Yellow Roses
The perfect relationship is a facade. Always. Even when you think you know exactly how the other person is feeling, there is always a secret. Sometimes, that secret is pain.
Stormy stories
Because of a bad storm, the power went out, and my friends and I told ghost stories to each other. It was one story that warped my young, naive perception of class and wealth.
distance
On losing a love.
all at once
a poem of aching candor narrating the varied, implicit forms of heartbreak.
Time to Let Go
A piece about letting go of an unhealthy friendship.
What Love Is…
Explore the beauty of love alongside its downfall… Only love someone who can love you back… the same way…
Happy Days Are Here Again
In this personal statement, I reflect on how suffering alters the way we see the people around us, and how that phenomenon ended up playing a big part in my life.
Where To?
Desire. Loss. And then what? The poem weaves those ideas together.