I am a young mother and student pursuing a BA degree in English. Although I am first and foremost an avid reader, I take delight in writing. Both the process and the product give me joy and confidence.
My Life in Pink
I see the world through pink chiffon, with the sounds of clacking wooden shoes echoing. My blister-lined toes move gracefully, though the skin is rubbed rosy and raw.
I Want YOU to Save Our Oceans
When it comes to climate change, I am no expert, but I know this, I love our earth, and when you love something, you take care of it. For millions of years, the earth and its oceans have nurtured mankind. They have offered food, shelter, innovation, and beauty. This gift has been costly, these resources are becoming depleted and its imperative we do our part giving back to our mother nature.
Searching for light
Here we arrive again, further from truth and further from sunlight. The dismal, is my recurring companion, it is conniving, seductively soft and familiar.
My mother had a lot on her plate. She had a perfectionist disposition, and with eight children, she was overburdened and emotionally distant. My mother loved us, but her affection was limited. She would often remark wistfully about the red headed daughter she never got. What she did have was three sons, and five daughters. None would have red hair, none would attend her Alma mater, The University of Cornell. I believe she thinks herself a failure because we weren't what she had supposed; we weren't enough like her.
How my Teen Pregnancy Saved my Life
I went to self checkout when I bought the test. Ridden with anxiety, I was hyper aware of any glance a stranger cast my direction. I couldn't face the fact of what I was buying would make concrete. Until then, my life was lived on a whim, bounding from one teenage adventure to the next. The innumerable ways my future could play out felt like steps on a bridge over a chasm, with too many places I could fall through. Leaving the store, with the test in my shopping bag I felt a dread of certainty.
Sounds of Fifteen
Early high school is among the most emotionally and mentally difficult stages of a human life. Barely out of childhood, a young teenager finds themselves at an interim, an awkward space between youth and adulthood. They are suddenly burdened with responsibilities of nearing adulthood, while unable to enjoy the privileges. This time of sudden growth, both physical and mental, is stressful. The teen needs to find an outlet, and for many it is music, that makes these troubling years more endurable.
Mother of the Sun
Summer rays beckoned cheerfully, waving orange hellos. my life was grey. paper wrapped skin that sagged, under sadness a threat collapsing on,
Rose stared intently at the miniature overalls and little blue onesies. Each stitched cheerfully with small animals or bright cars. These little clothes emanated innocence and it was this idea that aroused an overpowering wave of nausea in Rose. She placed her left hand over her swollen belly, caressing it gently. Her right hand reached outward, tracing the seams of a pair of baby trousers. The sickness that overcame her was born of shame. This shame was deeply rooted in the ambiguous realm of her mind. This new innocence was inescapable, and her role that would accompany it, irreversible.