A “Purrfect” Life
My stomach grumbles I wake up at 5:15 am 15 minutes later than I normally do And hungrier than I’ve ever been All…
Category: Creative Arts
All Things Music
One of the things that make us human is that we are all different – not one person is the same. We all…
A summer you won’t remember
It’s funny how all I want is to be in one place, And yet I know I will never stay for long. Time…
Last First Day
The ocean air sits like a weighted blanket over me Our last first day she says Can you believe it We have been…
Eyes in the cabinet (part two of two)
June 22nd 2022 The black Cadillac pulled through the driveway just as the sky was beginning to darken. Pine Creek had changed over…
Les Noies Del Ballet
A semi-circle of girls speak softly On the wooden floor of the dance studio I stand A question squeezes out my mouth A…
Winter
I wrote this poem about people who struggle with seasonal depression. It is something I feel is much more common than often assumed,…
Rocking Horse
It haunts me Like The sharp, icy wind on my cheeks Five fifth grade girls Like The whistling of chimes in a barren…
Encantado
10:10 pm on the bus, A black turtleneck and trousers take A seat next to me. Eyes glued to the window, A voice…