This screenplay is something reminiscent of the overall feel of the Twilight Zone TV Show.

I had an idea in my head for a long time, about a night that I remember very vividly.

The Coonhound: This is a piece about a mother's strength and how she is memorialized in her absence.

I'm a female highschooler and a warrior in academics, environmentalism, art. When battle arises I know how to fight.

We never acknowledge the voice behind the work, the writer behind the piece, or the thought behind the words.

I will be sharing a shortened version of my book's prologue. I began developing this novel about two to three years ago, during a time when many of my ideas and projects felt aimless and were often scrapped.

This story is about the French Revolution, particularly the Reign of Terror, Sep 5, 1793 – Jul 28, 1794.

I wrote this poem because I, myself, personally have social anxiety and I want to spread awareness about this issue and I think some people might find this poem relatable,

In my freshman English class, we were assigned an essay to show not tell. We were instructed to use two of eight common writing techniques.

The theme of our class project was “Star Power”. We learned about figures in history, specifically people of color, who with blood, sweat, tears, and passion paved the way for opportunities that seemed so out of reach to them, so today’s youth could not only dream of it but achieve it.

This piece is about me and the Islamic Center of Alameda, the mosque I’ve grown up with. It’s where I’ve prayed, learned, laughed, and felt part of something bigger.

I was watching the news with my grandparents one night when a man appeared on the screen for being a murderer.

"The Lamp On Cypress Street" is an embellishing piece about the stillness and acceptance between life and death.

This collection traces the quiet evolution of a self, from the ache of old wounds to the soft resilience that follows.

I am relatively new to poetry, but I have recently discovered that this has been a powerful and healing medium for me.

Flowers is a set of three poems that work to tell a partial story together, and build on context given by the previous.

These pieces address some of the nuanced emotions that come with my identity as nonbinary and transgender.

Something spun up.

My poem is an accumulation of feelings and perspective on living in the U.S.A. as an immigrant.

My essay tells the story of a character whose memories are stolen by a shadowy figure inspired by Alzheimer’s, symbolizing the way the disease erases someone’s past and sense of self. I focused on vivid imagery and sensory details to show the fear and confusion of losing cherished memories. Each scene was imagined like a cinematic sequence to highlight both suspense and emotional impact. Through this story, I hope readers feel the fragility of memory and identity, and the struggle to hold onto the moments that make us who we are.