Poetry

a girl's face with blurred blue over top and a background of blue waves

Imposter Syndrome

Away from home with imposter syndrome
Fading far from the plight of perfectionism
Taunted by the unexplored, not on any exec boards
Sometimes struggling to just get out of bed

My roommate wakes up and runs ten miles
While I have clothes heaped in piles
And a hundred unorganized files on my desktop
Too anxious to answer an email

In constant comparison and competition
I’m not motivated by grades or majors
Student governance or unpaid labor
But paranoid I need to fit in

candles and popcorn

memories i can’t leave behind

a soft knock on the door: a question

a person in the middle of space / clouds

Counting Sheep

remember your daydreams of losing control?

a small yellow bird on a blue, cloudy, and windy background

hometown's reprise

do you see that bird? the songbird. the one perched on top of that willow oak. right there.

two sheets of colorful fruit stickers on an orange and white background

I Think About (Modeled after Joe Brainard’s “I Remember”)

I think about how quickly the weather changes.

blue water with gentle waves

Shutters of Water / Studies of Water

I dream of the stars as I stare at the sun,

a pale hand reaches up to pluck a green and red apple from a tree

Eight Poems to Welcome Spring

As much a poem about the arrival of spring as it is about budding hope in the face of despair, Mary Oliver’s “Spring” captures the quiet beauty of holding on in spite of the cold.

on a blue-green background, pale hands squeeze juice from a bright orange into a cup

Orange Juice

she’s ripe, holding her / pieces together / by tearable strings & / bruisable skin

on soft green grass, one brown hand reaches out to clasp another brown hand

Faith Leslie In Bloom

On an unusually busy Friday afternoon, I sat down to talk with fellow Iris writer Faith Leslie. 

girl crying and looking at her reflection

Ghazal for Silent Girls

What do you call it when you learn silence before you learn yourself?