Photos are simply one form of propaganda. We show what we want, and are deceived by what we see. Is it perception from behind the camera, or photographical propaganda?

A short story that I wrote for my English class. About a girl whose parents abandoned her with a young brother. Who does she have to protect her if she is penniless on the streets?

A found poem that I wrote for school last year. My friends loved it, so I finally decided to post it.