This poem was originally rooted in the pandemic and quarantine, but evolved into a piece on introspection, rumination, and growth.
This poem explores the mystery of lost words and where one must go to find them.
Note: Even if you’re like me and prefer to read the ending first, surprise! There’s no ending and you’ll still be as curious as when you started.
Years pass, cycles break, moments shift, but things remain.
“Stages of Reflection” reveals the ongoing journey of self-love in three basic stages.
Imagine being in a room with your younger self. What would you tell them?
Sitting in the Dominican countryside, known as El Campo, Agustina plays the guitar with her grandfather. She reflects on her time spent on the island and her anxiety surrounding her soon departure.
People leave a mark in our lives that will forever stay with us; this essay is a love letter to everyone that has influenced me and put me on the path I am now traveling.
This is what an injury taught me about self-care.
I’ve got a lot of opinions, and I want to speak out. Still, I struggle to deal with doubts, to find the right words, to steel myself for the comments from those who disagree.
My life growing up in a family of bakers.
This piece showcases not only the hardships I faced as a queer girl in a Christian household but how I overcame my self-doubt and learned to accept myself as I am.
I had no clue where I was going—let alone what academic path I truly wanted to take—so you could say I was a bit overwhelmed on my first day of college.
My time-out rug was white, with blue squares and tassels at opposite ends.
Chelsea Lin, Girls Write Now Mentee and My Simple Realization contest winner, writes about her grandfather.