Indigenous women as a group have been victims of extreme violence and discrimination for centuries. The momentum for understanding the...

Introduction The President of Russia, Vladimir Putin declared war on Ukraine on February 24, 2022. Thus began an armed conflict that has...

I was named after a flower, a white and tender thing, laced with purple in its irises. Within my kingdom, the naupaka flowers grew in...

People should not be each other's purpose I mean- Sure, the grass was greener on days when I had you And yes, I wore this brainless smile...

When I first joined Chrysalis, I did it seeking the answer to a question that I had been asking myself- “Is working towards empowerment...

Agent Orange is a deadly dioxin that was sprayed by the US across 2 million acres of Vietnamese land during the Vietnam War of 1955. Not...

(A poem dedicated to my mother and my little sister Eli. My mother always loved the snow...Perhaps that explains the dream I had of her....

I walk like you I talk like you And when I don't know what to do, I fail like you I'm frail like you The same shaped eyes that you saw...

God's love, it seeps. It even bends for me. It flows through the currents in the tides. It clings to the atmosphere. It reaches above the...

In Hawaiian mythology there exists a tale of two star crossed lovers. The beautiful princess Naupaka fell in love with a mere commoner by...

I read some 2pac when I feel down Take a moment, take a breath Before I fix my crown Now there’s a man who got it right Ladies keep ya...

In my dreams I meet a psychedelic turtle, The ocean is bioluminescent, but the water is clear The sky is purple with a single cloud and...

It seems like all that’s left to do is write The earth is healing, and so am I So pass the blunt I’ll lead the song I’ll take a hit You...

Somewhere over the rainbow Loved ones grow who were never met Who were lost in the preparatory, To when our births were set Somewhere...

I took out my pen I readied the paper And I put it away again How many times must i start over When I am only 21 How many stories must i...

I think better in the rain. It rained a lot this year. You’d think my lens had somehow cleared. 20 and able. 20 and stable? 20’s are...

Theirs was a love story about a butterfly and a maverick wave. The fragility of something so soft and seemingly diminishable, paired with...

Rain washes away the remnants of the ashes she smoked Pseudo ash in a pseudo world, for a pseudo girl And who knows where they flew off...

Just as water reflects the face, And the world is a canvas of your art, So one’s life, reflects the heart. Be at rest once more, o my...

The little blue bird coursing through the sunset, 17 miles per hour, fleeting and small, Flying through the atmosphere's silhouette....