Denice Frohman first made her debut into the poetry scene in 2013 with her album “Feels Like Home,” featuring 10 tracks — eight poems and two songs. The Jewish-Latina’s poetry shares her personal experiences with race and sexuality. Her most recent poetic endeavor is a commercial for Twitter that aired during the Oscars on March
Insecurities are something that I definitely struggle with and in turn has influenced a lot of my daily life. One of the insecurities I’ve always struggled with is my skin color that even now, I’m still learning and trying not to see as a negative aspect. I wrote this poem after a day at school
Interpretation is something that I have always wished to entrust upon the eyes that read me. I don’t like to give written meanings to words I have felt. That’s the beauty of it: When one reads between the lines and they take and feel them for something of their own, it is so much deeper.
This is a poem about people who didn’t necessarily distance themselves but who have changed. It’s about coming back to someone and not finding the same space you had before. The last time I said your name, I said it unto the wind. Asking it to keep you safe, until I can come home
I have never been one to call myself a “writer” nor did I consider writing a talent until I realized the people around me felt the same towards me and other aspiring “writers.” It felt as if our writing was not considered anything special because our names were not considered anything special. We were not
I wrote this poem some time ago, during a sleepless night, mixing up parts of dreams, bits of everyday life witnessed across the bridges in the city and tears. Young love is full of promise and warmth; it is strong and resembles the sea in my mind. It comes in ceaseless waves and softens the
I wrote this poem for one of my closest friends who reminded me that friends do exist. After being in a relationship that dragged me under and away from friends and any type of social life, finding this friend helped me breathe. This is my letter to her. Dear Friend, Friend you are, caring soul
I wrote this poem about a relationship in which one is attached to his/her partner, hoping that the other will change into this imagined or nostalgic perspective. A relationship like this is never easy to grieve, nor is it ever easy to escape, especially when one doesn’t wish to leave; even though that’s what’s needed
Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted to be all grown up and sort of be in charge. Now that I’m a bit older, I’ve realized that “being in charge” of anything is much, much more difficult than I’d previously anticipated. I wrote this as a sort of love letter to growing up
“People enter your life and they exit just as easily. It’s not always so easy to the one who is left there, alone, wondering where they went wrong. These thoughts can leave a permanent mark on the person, often experiencing self-hating thoughts.” Up until now, I blamed myself for us being star-crossed I
You don’t need someone to tell you how pretty you are or how your smile can light up a dark room. When you begin to love yourself, you don’t rely on other people for your happiness. To love yourself, your mind and body, means to accept this is reality, and no one can tear down
As with any crush, you low-key hope that they eventually become more than just your crush and with any crush of mine, I always tell myself and others that I’m not expecting for anything to happen even though I still kind of am. Expecting isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it does put your hope