This story is about a woman named Lusia who was murdered on her nightly walk.

This was written over the summer as a reflection of grief and memory, drawing inspiration from both my own life and what I have observed in the world around me to craft a piece reflecting my own thoughts and emotions.

I believe that in order to grow you have to leave certain people and habits behind.

While making this project I was learning about the struggles of homelessness in the city I grew up in, San Francisco.

The price of academic ambition.

I had always been fascinated by my grandmother––an older woman, she remained an enigma to me, secretive about her past.

Writing poetry is a process that requires finding a balance between sharing personal experience and letting the reader see themselves within the words.

I wrote this based on what I feel but can’t express to others in a straightforward manner, a sort of way to cope and constrain myself from my own mind.

In a break from my ordinary writing routine, I pieced this poem together over months, pulling parts from conversations hidden in shakshouka dishes, from gum stuck under pews I rarely sit on and the grating of Purim noisemakers. It’s a work of intention, even as I partially resisted its creation.

The Giraffe is a story about growing up, told through the eyes of a freakishly tall giraffe.

This poem is my definition of sunsets.

This poem is about my trust issues I was and in the end I was right to write this poem When writing this I was unsure now I know that this is what is calling to my soul.

I often heard my friends feeling dull around the holidays because the ”spirit” is not quite what it used to be.

This is a small story about a girl who is still in love and thinks about her ex.

This piece shows how stress and people’s attitudes towards someone can push them to the edge.

This poem is based off of the years I spent in middle school.

While writing this story, which I decided to call Cycle, I thought about turning into you the thing you hate.

Inspired by true experiences, I wrote ”Only In Passing” remembering the day a beloved horse passed away after a long battle with an ignored illness.

”Contrasting with the Sun” is the description of my walk as a young lady in life to a young woman in Christ.

I chose this specific piece out of my life to write out and share because I thought that it was an interesting part of my life.