It was quite difficult to figure out which poem I wanted to use for my last collage of the summer. All the ones I had in mind were either too short,..
If you asked me what, exactly, this poem is about, I couldn’t fully tell you. Not because it’s a grand secret or anything, just because I honestly d..
If someone were to ask me which poem I’m most proud of from Sophomore year, it would be this one. I performed it for my Fall 2018 Spoken Arts show, ..
I wrote this poem based on a prompt asking me to “write about the summer using all five senses.” Of course, since the first draft, the poem has gone..
I’m back for the SMW summer with more poetry than ever! Over the 2018-19 school year, I’ve written and workshopped a lot more full-length poetry. Fo..
as I walk towards my future,
I can’t help but trip over my past
cracks in my street and knives in my back
I need to get through this, and fast..
Slices across my face, like knives
There to drain me of my blood
The red rushes throw my veins
If only there was a support, a savior, to lift me ..
Whispers and smiles fly by,
I wonder why I always seemed to lose and lie,
Only distant memories stay,
you seem to always get away.
Shall I indulge i..
I have found my deliverance
In the eyes of the sky, hiding.
The light trickling in, along with the drops of water, lifts me up into the clouds.
San Francisco shaped me into who I am today; if I had lived anywhere else, I wouldn’t be the same person at all. With this collage, I wanted to crea..