These are two poems written as I entered my junior year of high school.

This writing is composed of my beliefs and discusses my viewpoints on the world.

I used this piece to explore the tension I feel towards yearning to belong, and not to be perceived by others, to remain unknown.

Arroyos are timeless features of Bay Area ecology, referring to creeks that dry up for several months of the year.

This is my ode to BART!

I based this story off of the idea that one has an angel and a devil sitting on their shoulders, telling them what to do.

This piece is a raw reflection of the immense academic pressure and the intense achievement culture that I, and many other teens, feel growing up in Silicon Valley.

My poem is about feeling different and how I don't feel like I belong.

"A New Day" illustrates how isolation leaves older members of our communities vulnerable to exploitation.

This work was an attempt to explore my roots through a literary lens.

Letters written to the sky reflects the quiet yearning for someone we are no longer together with. using the sky (clouds, moonlight, stars) as a metaphor for distance and lingering connection, I focused on short, lyrical lines and layered imagery to convey romantic longing.

These are three poems that I wrote in an introspective state where I was preoccupied with the idea of devotion and how it related to identity.

A duo of poems for my grandparents.

My work centers around topics of ephermerality, culture, and family, things that often change shape over time.

A Young Girl - This poem is about my experience up in Ethiopia

These two poems are work dedicated to my identity as a queer but also Asian American writer.

This is a poem that I wrote about my experience with battling self doubt and hiding my true self to “fit in” with people’s expectations of who I am.

I dedicate this collection of three poems is for whoever needs it, which is why I considered calling it "Poems for People".

I wrote this in a feverish rage. I am biologically female, and the idea that our body is being policed truly made me sick.

This poem explores how beautiful things can emerge from darkness.