[Poetry] I Miss…

Running through sprinklers
On a summer day in the park,
Seeing stars in the sky
Instead of the dark.

Looking at the world
Through rose-colored eyes,
Believing I could be anything
Before life showed me otherwise.Read More »

[Poetry] Written Voices

She writes like a jigsaw puzzle,
Complex, intricate,
Learning to appreciate her curves and edges,
As each piece falls into place.

He writes like a destructive tornado,
Leaving so much chaos that no one sees
The lonely flower floating
In the eye of the storm.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 »