This is an excerpt from a story about a group of friends surviving the apocalypse.

Exploring and expressing my creativity allows me to communicate with others and find peers who share similar identities with me.

This was a piece I wrote very recently about an experience I've been having.

Before writing this, I experienced a new sort of disillusionment, the kind that comes from realizing the way you view someone can have very little impact on how they view you.

The poem that I submitted is about someone very close to Me's battle with recovery from a serious drug addiction.

I wrote this piece originally with a dual personality in mind, to imagine flicking back between the same person, from the left and right side of their brain.

I wrote two poems this year about man's relationship with Earth.

Ok is an honest and unforced retelling of my experiences in high school. It showcases how easy it is to be overshadowed by those around you and the feelings that come with it.

This piece of flash nonfiction describes the place I feel most at home, and intercuts some of my previous encounters with a present moment experienced there.

"Kilonova" is a sci-fi love story set in another galaxy, telling the story of two stars, their dance, their merge, and their explosion.

I've written a lot of pieces in the past year, so it was difficult to decide which one to submit.

Poetry, as I see it, is anything that uses words to create art. With this idea in mind, I have realized that it is as open and creative as any other form of art.

In almost all the pieces of work that I write, I ask myself a "what if".

I have always been intrigued by the idea of immortality, and how living forever might alter one's views on life and emotions that we as mortals feel so strongly.

Throughout this year, I've found myself through three stages of self-growth: awareness, self-discovery, and change.

I used to have an old oak tree that had been there since before my dad was alive, and I liked to sit there as a child or climb it.

I wrote this piece about my experience growing up Indian-American.

To me, eating has been not just a passion but really just something that has shaped my norms.

My artwork encapsulates my struggle with an eating disorder as I grew up, which stemmed from competitive dance.

My artwork has become a container for myself. Besides this container, I jam myself up, silencing self-exposure and limiting expression.