3It Starts With the Oven My mom and I were baking Christmas cookies, and it was interesting to think about everything she knows and has been through and what my chances are of ending up in some ways like her. I (although frightening) can sense some similarities. I think this is a

4Hospital About my father, and how I felt at the end of his life, in the hospital. blahh.

4That Familiar Sting I was upset the other night, and this came out. I usually don't rhyme, but something happened here. Check it out.

2On Youth After one of the last parties I went to with people from highschool, I began to write this, and have finished it realizing it was meant to be about growing up and moving on, but keeping the carefree part of youth..read on.

5photos I was inspired when my boyfriend got into photography...check it out.

My Father is A Memory This is a non-fiction essay I wrote and submitted to Newsweek-I'm really thinking about using it as the framework for a novel-maybe I will adapt my experiences with my dad into fiction. Not a long read-but I'm sharing a large part of myself here.

1A Letter to the End of Autumn This is poem about the realization of love lost-of my first real experience with giving my all, having nothing left to give and living again. This is my re-vamped version.

4Morning Tree The Tree in the front of my house has almost participated in my growth process...childhood through the present. This is almost an ode to it.

1Here This was also about a failed love affair...I still think it could use more, but it was so long ago when I wrote it and my perspective of that time has changed a lot. This is the re-vised

1The States of Waiting I was thinking about what its like waiting for the one person that you really want to see to arrive and how hard it is when they don't show up or they are late. There's these two central feelings: your hope and your dissapointment.