Throughout high school, I filled up several journals, read poetry books and performed in Poetry Out Loud. Poetry was my life until it wasn’t

You can advocate for yourself and for others. It doesn’t matter how small the act is.

Are you tired of identifying as “tortured?” Do you want to start treating yourself with the self-love you deserve?

My pain does not make my art. I do. I make everything. I am not my emotions, my emotions are mine.

If I had a quarter for every time someone told me that I have a lot of stuff, I could pay off my student loans.

To the Lost Writer: I like to think that I chose writing. Maybe it’s a mix of it choosing me, like the moment when Harry finds his wand....

You have the power to affect someone. One. Whole. Life. All you have to do is give yourself the chance.