Acceptance comes after the storm. It poured and poured.
Self-Esteem
Rolling Through Fear: Realizations at the Rink
The time spent at the rink was too short for me to spend it wallowing in my mistakes.
Untold Expectations
There’s an untold story behind every woman.
What the Mirror Told Me or My Conversation With A Mirror
This poem is a reminder to love ourselves and our bodies no matter what the mirror tells us.
Stolen to be Given
Stolen to be Given is a piece connecting my name and religion. Two things that were chosen for me and their role in shaping my identity.
Picture Perfect: Influencers
Likes, followers, ratios, filters. On “Picture Perfect,” we take a look at different #contentculture topics to explore how social media affects adolescents’ self-esteem and self-worth and talk about what we all can do to be perfectly imperfect because no one is flawless.
More than 71 inches
Yes, we are all either short, average, or tall, but there is more to us than height. It’s about who we are on the inside. Look into the interior and less at the exterior. We are all perfect the way we are. We are never too this or that.
Butterflies
If you ever feel too scared to grow and move on, just imagine the butterfly’s transformation process. From beginning to end.
Capes and Cancer
Coming of age is a painful process for all of us—even superheroes. In my story, I learn to embrace that pain and find a few superpowers along the way.
Scars
Acne is not permanent; it will go away eventually. But there are also scars that can’t go away—they stay with you forever. In my piece, I decided to elaborate on this concept by explaining that not all scars can disappear, but we have the opportunity to embrace them, love ourselves for who we are as human beings, and not let society dictate our beauty.
If Only You Knew
Subconscious writes a letter to assure Natalie of the doubts she has about her self-worth.
Burn, Pine, Perish
When a cold, unfeeling rejection appears at our doorstep, do we readily welcome it? Hardly. Alas, it makes its way indoors regardless, bringing along misery as a plus one.
To the only girl that understands
This poem is a love letter to myself.
Selected Poems
Writing poetry has served as an outlet to relieve stress during this anxiety-filled year. I’ve poured many of my feelings into these poems, some of which are selected here.
Versions of our selves
These are poems we wrote, together and separately, while reflecting on the theme of transformation—these poems are about all the different versions of ourselves we hold at once.