Coronavirus has been affecting everyone around the world differently. I believe that our emotions and thoughts of the virus differ based on the roles we currently hold in society. “Essential workers” are those who have been working on the frontlines, exposed to society and the virus, who are risking their health, the health of their ...

The world is in chaos. People are clearing out the grocery stores within a few hours. People are scared, nervous, and praying for the world to go back to normal. I find myself pouring over article after article, seeing the updated number of cases, terrified for my loved ones. I started sobbing the other day ...

There is a voice Urging me to go on Telling me not to think Of the past and where I came from Quiet yet present In everything that I do It says to keep pushing through For the future holds So much more for me. How do I get to that place The glorious future ...

At times… When the jar gets too full Too much to bear And I’m close to tears I have to get in the water To empty it Lest I break From the weight Of my emotions *** The roar of the waves calls to me I step further into the surf It gives me a ...

The last few moments of darkness Before the dawn rips through the night A calmness as the world starts to wake And my heart fills with light ‘Another chance’ my soul screams out I tell myself I can do it this time To seize the day even for a moment To give the day reason ...

Snowflakes big as coins soggy, sullen, sorrowful Tulips will soon bloom.

Content Warning: contains references to assault, drug use, death of a parent, and child abuse. When we spotted her, she sat in the corner. A tiny child holding a doll, she picked its poofed hair with the ferocity of potential future trichotillomania. Her skin’s patches of white and darker tan contrasted with the doll’s color ...

Mother opened her book To teach from the scripture About men with hardened hearts Who speak volumes but never listen It ended in tragedy She wanted us to see That her way was His way There was no use arguing   When I was old enough I tossed mother’s religion to the side When I ...

I rush home from school. This may be the night. This is our chance to be a normal family. All the insanity waits beyond the wooden dining room table. Nothing else carries the weight of the dinner ritual. If done correctly, it eases my family into the illusion of a peaceful evening; if not, it ...