Archive for December, 2017
This is a poem from the perspective of a teen who wants to commit suicide. Suicide is an issue that happens too often, and many parents and loved ones find themselves coming home to letters like these. This piece was written to raise awareness for suicide. Dear mom and dad, You said you loved me
New year, new… music? Obviously, the new year will bring new music, but do we know which type of music? The answer is no. Or not really. However, we can predict which will be the new music trends, or which music trends will remain present in our 2018, based on events, past trends or hits
Most of this poem was inspired by what I have seen others go through and even some of my own experiences. Trying to be kind in a world that consistently shows its ugly spirit back to you is like eating lemons and hoping for one of them to be sweet. It’s useless and you will
There is no other show on Netflix right now like Black Mirror. After watching every episode, I can say there has been no other TV series to leave a lasting impact on my everyday life. Many times during the three seasons, I could almost literally feel my heart drop at the nightmarish dystopian settings, since
This poem is a combination of reading the work of Rupi Kuar, which always leaves me feeling empowered yet vulnerable, and the let down from Christmas combining with the worlds reminders of my weaknesses and traumas. This is the blood, sweat, and tears, of 15 years. you took everything from me yet still i feel shame
Illustration by María María Acha-Kutscher I wrote this because of the continuous issue of police brutality against black people. The brutality is due to their skin color because most of the incidents were just a result of racial profiling. My name is on the news My face is on newspapers, in magazines As if I
If you are a pop music fanatic, you have most likely heard Charli XCX’s name a few times this year. After being the voice behind hits such as Iggy Azalea’s ‘Fancy‘, Icona Pop’s ‘I Love It‘ and her own ‘Boom Clap‘, she decided to please her audience in a different way in 2017. Her EP
It is times when the worst things in the world happen where I find my passion. A few days ago, I watched a documentary about Matthew Shepard, a young, gay man that lived in Laramie, Wyoming. He was killed, because he was gay. I am a mess. Maybe it’s because I’m human and I can’t
This poem was something I wrote when I was on a whim of creativity. I’ve always been a fairly emotional person, and sometimes that’s something I don’t like about myself. Sometimes I find myself wishing that I didn’t feel every emotion so strongly, and wanting to get rid of that part of me. I’ve always
