A short prose piece capturing some thoughts I had on the idea of “family.”

Renowned paleontologist Stephen Jay Gould remarked, “There’s been no biological change in humans in 40,000 or 50,000 years. Everything we call culture and civilization we’ve built with the same body and brain” (Templeton, 2010). Such ideas have led to the…

Imagine screaming your heart out not because you are suffering, but because the person you love is suffering. Perhaps that helplessness is worse than any type of pain, especially when you’re sitting an arm’s length away, watching an unspeakable act…

I’m currently a senior in high school, and decided to capture some of my thoughts regarding school in this poem… The fresh smelling, blank pages  of the writing journal my English teacher handed out sprawl with  endless possibilities.  The ease…

The following is an older poem I dug out from my files… I rewrote it, though 🙂 Hope you enjoy! I am the lonely white crayon, sitting in your tethered, dented crayon box. I’m imprisoned and forgotten, yet I wait…