My second poem for poetry workshop class. I'm really pleased with it and hope there's nothing I have to change too much. It's about the god-awful hour that AJ likes to leave at when we're traveling.

Early morning departureIn this zombie-quiet 2 am ( Read more... )

The final draft of my first poem for the poetry workshop class. The tentative title is "Entwining" but I'd like something... I dunno. something different. Suggestions plz?

EntwiningI let them drain ( Read more... )

College is something that looms on the horizon of a high school student’s life. As senior year ends and the prospect of secondary education gets ever closer many older people, having lived through the ordeal, impart their wisdom on the “freshies”. One thing that many high school seniors, almost exclusively women, hear about from these older folks ( Read more... )

This is a staff editorial I wrote for the last issue of the Pacer times. I really want to get more active with volunteering for something sex-positive, I'm going to look into it. But what woulda place like Planned Parenthood need from an art major? I guess there's no harm in asking.

anyways, rambling aside, here's my article.

More Sexual ( Read more... )

as a journalist.

This week I was in charge of the Art page for Pacertimes. My friend Will won the student art show 1st prize. I was silly and didn't just write his name down when I was at the opening but I called Martyn instead to ask her if she knew.

Told me the wrong name.
I printed the wrong name.
woops. Good thing no one reads the paper

( Screaming at the Wailing Wall )