“Drifter” is both an elegy and a love letter.

I wrote these two poems following a death at the break of winter. For my first poem, I was heavily inspired by the phrase "the hour between dog and wolf", which is another way to say "gloaming", though it can also refer to the transformation of seasons.

Exploring how my senses have evolved throughout my life of injuries.

Loyal to the Last is a 100-page novel following a boy named Geoffrey trying to navigate life in the wake of his dad's death.

These pieces are two poems that represent a comfort in sadness, and the anger that comes with it.

This is about a poem in Alice’s perspective of when she left Wonderland.

I wrote this narrative essay, almost entirely, in a frenzy after looking back at some old photos of my childhood spent in San Francisco.

This piece explores the unstable nature of truth—how it changes with the speaker, the listener, and what we’re willing to believe.

This short story is based on a larger fiction story that is currently still in the process of being written.

This poem is about my ambivalence toward the house of my best friend in elementary school.

These are three poems of a set of many more that I wrote for a dear friend over the course of the last year.

Much of my writing consists of themes such as longing, adventure, romance and unspoken words between the poet and their muse.

The Hunger is a collection that explores the voracious nature of desire and starving for connection.

Living in Marin, seeing Mount Tamalpais is part of my daily life.

What inspired me to write these poems was to try to heal myself and share a part of my story and inspire other people to do the same, to let them know that they are not the only people who have gone through this and that everything will be alright and that if others could overcome it, they can too.

To long for the space in between, to yearn for a space without expectation and that self of yours that you have many a qualm with.

This poetry collection represents how external factors contribute to the feeling of losing one’s identity; thus, the sequence of the poems mirrors the phases of entering, enduring, and escaping an identity crisis.

I write every day. Not for class, not for assigned rubrics– but for me.

My piece is inspired from my people, my silent blessings, my “Why” to loving my life, my reasons to live it.

This work was inspired by a piece of my mother’s trauma.