We have spoken so much about our relationships with our mothers that it only seemed natural we would both write letters to them that express our fond memories and wishes.
Letters to Our Mothers
Relationships
The Long Way Home, an Excerpt
Two strangers at their lowest find out that they may have something the other needs. But first, they need to get over their differences—and their unlikely similarities.
Dear Friend
Who are you trying to be behind the mask you see?
Asked and Unanswered
This is a collaborative memoir of our relationships with our maternal grandmothers, who we lost in the spring of 10th grade. Our relationships mirror each other’s in many ways, especially as daughters of immigrant parents.
Library Conversations
It’s been years since the last time I saw Jack. I’d never thought that I would ever hear his voice on the radio. I guess his dream came true.
Pale Pale Fire
A somewhat satirical account of the life of a fictional protagonist who would be born in the year of the cat.
Millennials vs Gen Z
The generational battle made famous by TikTok. But can we at least agree to fight the system together?
Evolution of Nylah and Kathleen
It’s hard to maintain a relationship for more than three months, let alone three years. Follow our journey and become inspired to start your own. It can be with your little cousin, your mom, or even a cactus!
Vulnerable Mirage
Vulnerable Mirage presents the complex balance of vulnerability and safety of relationships in the form of bubbly, easy to read graphics. Many of the themes I touch on are an attempt at leaning into the confusion of teen angst which is universal in teenage relationships. These excerpts were taken from larger personal works and strive to represent a feeling which I feel could apply to many people in a diverse array of situations.
Summer Camp Love Letter
Summer camp carries a particular kind of magic in your life. I wanted to capture the whimsical romance of teenage relationships in this prose poem.
An Ode To Who We Will Be
This is written for my mother, who built independence in me.
Salty, with a Hint of Bitterness
This piece is about the two sides of love that many people shall experience in their life. Because no matter where you are, or who you may be, you’ll be able to relate to the emotions displayed in the story.
Things We Hold Close
This piece reflects upon my relationship with my grandfather. His lasting presence in my life is a part of my personal history, one of the many things I hold close.
A Letter
This is a goodbye letter to all the relationships that shaped me as a person.
Valentine’s Day
Each year I become a victim to the elaborate scheme that is Valentine’s Day propaganda, getting unreasonably self-conscious when the day never goes as planned. But my friends have made me realize that I can be loved without romance involved.