[Poetry] Sisters

We met when we were fourteen—
An untamable butterfly of a girl,
A girl hiding from herself,
And me, a shy, bookish dreamer.

We grew up over the next ten years—
A young woman flying too high,
A young woman lied to by love,
And me, a young woman in the shadows.Read More »

I’m Glad I Live In A World Where There Are Octobers

From Halloween and New York Comic Con preparations to studying for midterms and digging out scarves, October means a lot of things to a lot of people. For me, October is the month of new beginnings—it is to me what January is to most people.

My year starts in October because this is my birthday month. This was the month I was born, the month I started life, and so every year, this is the month I reflect on how I have lived, make my resolutions for a happier, healthier life, and then start again. Read More »