This piece is a short journey into dementia/Alzheimer's, as experienced by an elderly woman in a nursing home.

This is the final for the screenwriting class I took last year. I wanted to blend sci-fi and the current stresses of high school for a main character.

A love letter to the houses that haunt me.

A woman senses an eerie spirit lingering around her day and night.

Four girls of different ages sit in a car.

When writing this piece, I wanted to dive into the minds of one of my characters. Ever since I was young, I've always enjoyed creating stories about various types of people and this character named Vincent Kree was one of them.

My love and relationships inspired these three poems. “Sisyphus’ Highway” explores my feelings about the California Wildfires.

When she visited our house for Christmas, my grandmother brought her collection of old newspapers documenting various historical events.

I have a habit of overanalyzing events in my life. These poems are about things that I can't stop thinking about.

It started out as an English assignment which was inspired by the strong female figures in my life.

This piece was something I wrote because I liked the idea of having the story take place in the past as a memory rather than in real-time.

I wrote this piece a month or so after the attempt. Even though writing is a coping mechanism I had yet to write about an attempt like this and I wanted to challenge myself to be even more vulnerable about more taboo topics such as this in hopes of reaching other people with similar experiences.

I had a rough day and I just wanted to create something that would make me proud or at least be sorta good.

Last summer I was looking to organize all of the DVDs my family owns.

My piece is a reflection, a part of myself. It’s a memoir told in the third person, about how I overcame my trauma and found the beauty in life.

"Why I Wasn't Born Like Her" is a poem written when I was in recovery for anorexia.

"It's Just The Wind" is a short horror script centered around a worried man named Jessie, who wakes up his wife Chloe in the middle of the night after hearing a scream outside their bedroom. This work explores the morbid, unsettling aspects of the unknown, highlighting two different kinds of people: the scared, and the non-believers.

"Tallies in a Little Blue Notebook" is about my experiences with Tourette’s Syndrome. From the perspectives of my tics, I grapple with the ableism I have faced and internalized over time.

I really enjoy writing microfiction, because the possibility of telling a story in such a short amount of words is fascinating to me. I wrote this collection with inspiration from common experiences that are sadly underrepresented.

I like to express my creativity through poetry. Not everyone immediately thinks of this as an art form, but I enjoy writing it as a way to express and evoke my thoughts and feelings in an intuitive and transparent matter.