The things we know can put a filter on how we see people.

This script is an excerpt from a play I wrote about a jaded noir detective who expects a classic murder mystery when the head of a large company dies.

This poem started with a case of imposter syndrome—feeling like everyone else had a sense of purpose I didn't.

I have learned that expressing myself through writing can sometimes get a message across that I may find harder to say out loud in any given intense moment.

This piece of micro-fiction was inspired by a trip I took to Palm Springs. It is meant to be a fun read that also touches on belonging and the journey to find a sense of self.

I have always loved nature.

My work, "Roses" challenges the burden of conformity and loss of authenticity and urges readers to reclaim and accept their beautiful identities.

Shades of Gray is meant to show how everyday life can feel overwhelming, repetitive, and drained of color, especially on stressful mornings.

2020, the year when many people felt lost, afraid, isolated—yet for me, it was the opposite.

The essence of a haiku is not a 5-7-5 syllable count, but the emotion conveyed through a brief image, often with a two-part structure and a seasonal reference.

As the days shorten and winter settles in, this portfolio captures the specific blend of trepidation, nostalgia, and desperation that defines the teenage experience.

This is about parts of my life people often dont see or know about me .

Our work was created by a group of young mothers. We are all students at Hilltop High School.

I was inspired by the two places I consider home, the Isle of Man and California, which are both places that have experienced colonialism on different scales.

People show different versions of themselves to different people.

This poem illustrates an adolescent girl who is betrayed by a family member, symbolized by her roots which are inescapable.

In the process of doing this poem, I had the idea to write my entire poem about just the month of October in general.

I chose to write about this because it’s something that I've never really opened up on and I thought that maybe other people could relate to the situation I'm in.

The Strange Forest is a fiction piece about an ordinary day that suddenly becomes mysterious and unfamiliar.

I hope this inspires other people to pursue their dreams and don't let trauma or people stop you from reaching those goals