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With poems, I can whisper my secret desires. I can reveal the truth of how I feel. I am free from the shadows of fear, that keep me from singing. I can break free from the script I’ve been given. I can tell the truth. Poetry makes beauty out of my pain. My vast love...

Creation

Form of emotional doubt a medium to portray myself In the strokes of a brush In the dip of a pen living in bold creation I find it hard to live between the frame of something beautiful a work of art Where my emotions are scattered and sparked Lit fires creating...

Thoughts

I felt awful for the fact, that I would have lost myself, so I wouldn’t have lost you.  And all my colors would have faded away, replaced by a hole of muted Greys. I would have become like you, and that would have been a shame.  Daydreams no longer resemble your warm...

Honest

If I’m honest I would tell you Of the broken heart You left me with Or of the tears I cried for you Of all the nights I spent remembering And the days I spent trying to forget it all. I would tell you of the pieces you left For me to pick up. If I was honest, I would...

An evening with Dr. Lilly Park

We sat around the dining table, in my very old Airbnb house. The windows saturating light onto the wooden floors, birds whispering quietly outside. On this picturesque Monday evening, I had the pleasure of interviewing Dr. Lilly Park. Dr. Park has experience working...