Written in May 2022 for LTCS 130 — Transnational Feminisms — during my junior year. I signed up for the course to fulfill a graduation requirement. I made a poetry book for the final project instead of writing a paper, drawing from Grace Cho's memoir Tastes Like War and from my own life as a first-generation Indian-American. The "book" has three poems — one about familial pressure and the cost of questioning your own history, one about emotional residue and hidden bruises, an

Written at the end of my sophomore year for a speculative fiction course. The world came first — floating islands, a society below the sea, a small team of pseudo-guardians called Keepers — and the story followed. I've included my original author's note at the end, which explains the structural choices more honestly than I could now. I'll only add this: "Cobalt and calm, it resumed its activities with no second thought" remains one of my favorite sentences. It's perfectly tee