The Car that Ran on Prayers

I lost my friend, my literary agent, and my religion in a few weeks. I was at a loss as to where my book would land…

Contrasts of a Confection

During my poetry class, we were given an assignment to write two contrasting poems about the same substance. One of … More

Screaming Secrets The wronged shrieked from their fingertips, silenced no longer, Empowered by consent, Enraged from words not welcomed … More