My Writings
Selected short stories and poetry collections I've written over the past two years. Each piece is quite different in theme, style, and idea. Hope you enjoy it! Finding ways towards individual expression.
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*Scholastic Short Story Gold Key
01
Why The Sun Never Rises In the West
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“人之初, 性本善”
The street was dark twenty-four hours where Rosemary lived. The street lamps never worked, and there has never been a single morning when she could sit up and not have to be plagued by a disgusting concoction of weed, cigarettes, and alcohol vomit...
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02
Dark Corners Outside the Nevered Utopia
The tree in Niella’s backyard grew strenuously. Scraggled and scrawny under the combined efforts of the grueling sun and frigid night, it did not agree with the extremities seasons have become. There was little consistency to anything anymore, lightning and hailing one day and scorching heat on the next, yet the small tree stood clung to life fiercely despite its dwarfed and stunted size.
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*Scholastic Poetry Silver Key
03
Blue - 2023 Poetry Collection
1. By the Fire and the Wind and where the Water Stands In Between
2. To Go Home in Blue
3. Sirens Were Ringing In Silence On Christmas Eve
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*Scholastic Flash Fiction H.M Award
04
We All Are Quintessentially and Intensely Human
12:00 am
A few minutes after shutting her parent’s bedroom door with a smile, she tiptoed her way back. Pressing against the door, she listened like a bystander as her parents talked about her in a foreign, shaping her into the perfect daughter she knew she wasn’t. It’s a fragile description and one that she knew wasn’t truly hers. She’d performed her concert flawlessly, so the rest of her didn’t matter. Chills ran down her spine from the frigid night. She completely understood them even though hollowness was eating her whole. After all, they were just trying to live their own lives with dignity.
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05
A Fire and A Thief
The sky poured the world with rain as if trying to drown the silent civilization. Each droplet pounded heavily onto the nave roof of the church. The church was ancient and gradually rusting, the white walls had begun to turn yellow, and the pews creaked with any weight. At the front row just beneath the second platform stood a dark wooden cross, polished and out of place compared to the ragged appearance of the church. With similar refined and intricate designs was the ebony clock above the cross. Its gold pendulum swung from one side to the other, slowly vibrating with the quarter-hour chime, breaking the sound patterns of the rain.
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06
*Scholastic Science Fiction H.M Award
The Butterfly Breeder
Rain splattered over the grass squares in the building lawn. As the wind came by, the tree leaves rustled, and it swept away the long branches. Yet the butterfly flew, almost unbothered, landing on another flower.
There was something about this funeral that gave her a weird feeling of surveillance. The brown curtains were drawn away. The glass buildings were utterly transparent, exposed to the outside world. Perhaps someone outside was watching them through the rain. What a creep. Or maybe it was the dead inside the white casket, noticing her every move. She shook it off.
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*Scholastic Poetry H.M Award
07
Us and Society: 2022 Poem Collection
1. Lucky One
2. The Great Uncle Sam
3. The Internet Man
4. Dear All Mortal Beings [至芸芸众生]
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08
The Nightmare of
Growing Up
Crunch. He bit into the last leftover parts of his strawberry lollipop and shoved the stick into the pockets of his pants. Where were his parents? He has already been at the swings for fifteen minutes. They should’ve come looking for him two hundred and forty seconds ago.
Frowning, he started his way back home. It didn’t take him long to realize that something was off. The garage of his house was open, with a black SUV he’s never seen before parked right outside.
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