Love is complex; it’s hard to explain...

When love ends, everything seems to come crashing down...

This piece is intended to describe the author's experience with journaling, and it may also resonate with others.

This poem is a love letter to those reading it.

This philosophical poem explores the timeless question of the meaning of life.

When "Life happens..." to a baby...

Society constantly pushes women into a box where they are trained to think they are not allowed to recognize or present their worth.

My inspiration for this poem was how everybody has multiple layers and facets to their beings.

In 1965, Claude Brown's autobiographical novel offered readers an unflinching portrayal of the harsh realities of a poverty-stricken Harlem.

When asked about my days as a stockbroker, my office cubicle comes to mind. It was precisely in the center of the trading floor.

Bold: Achilles Regular: Patroclus This poem describes a love story between them, inspired by the Greek myths about the Trojan War.

A conversation-like poem about how we are created, not to be perfect, but to love what we have been given— not to hate it.

My poems are often about others - their identities, nature, and so on - those strangers on the street.

Summertime evokes all our senses: touch, taste, smell, sight, and hearing.

The Chinese dad and his daughter with mental health issues care deeply for one another, yet neither knows how to communicate love clearly.

The big problems in a little poem...

"Seems like your artwork has taken on a life of its own."

Thích, a verb/name of Vietnamese origin, meaning to like, love; alternatively, grief, sorrow.

Inevitably, life is made meaningful by its ephemerality, and human power must not interfere with the natural workings of the world.

Would you live a peaceful life or allow the darkness to devour you?