"How many millennia have they fought For the earth to reach the heavens?"

"Pillowy creatures of the sea With silk strips draped across their form, Beautiful, soft, lovely, warm."

"I yearn to move past these hues, brightening my walk behind me. As much as I hope for a change—a change to let me be accepted."

"Oh gentle warrior, why is your hand crimson red?"

The ghost was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich...Well, sort of.

I still could not fully accept it. She’s gone. 

Today, we call these men Fukushima heroes. Today, some of them live no more.

Amber drops drip down for me. Encapsulate me in all your glory.

This piece is a challenge against how we tend to say we enjoy the simple things in life and how it’s all that matters in the end.

Good, Bad and Ugly, oh triplets three, / I invited them over for tea...

All personalities are layered and complex, which is why it is important to accept that.

The World’s future wonder slept peacefully, the wonder being a boy no older than 15, Damion Kingston.

While we might wish that childhood can last forever, it doesn’t.

Granny Ruth: Well? Is it about tragic love? Maria: Is he a knight in shining armour? Joseph: Or a detective saving the day?

We will never surrender this planet: our home, to the creatures we once were. Never.

The poem details the simple beauty of South Asian cultures, symbolized by a dancer.

Autumn is about appreciating the process of aging.

How do we change when we have a rough patch into a good one?

A secret is the greatest burden to carry.

It’s about finding meaning in what remains unspoken, in the lingering shadows that define relationships as much as the moments of light.