Pretty privilege affects all of us, whether we are aware of it or not. Our preferences greatly impact our decisions and opinions towards the people we interact with, and how we interact with the world. Naturally, we will give more leniency towards attractive things or people, in hopes that they will like us back, therefore we will be able to associate ourselves with that attractive person.
When you are attractive, people will be more nurturing and caring. To be noticed and appreciated, your physical appearances need to stick to society’s expectations in order to be respected. Due to the increase…
Welcome to the valley of unwritten words,
Where the shooting stars come as often as flies,
And the wishes fall flat in the skies.
The wind calls.
Grass paintbrushes guide the coconut tears
Across the canvas, stones unearthed and broken,
Until the gentle marble mimicked the skin
underneath a breast, taught and smooth
Against calloused fingers.
The wind doesn’t lie.
The artist and the masterpiece face each other,
Laying on the bed, hearing only the flap of the blinds
Against the open window.
It rustles the leaves.
The Artist grazes his fingers on the statue’s skin.
The figure lay still…
Multiple Coronavirus vaccines have been circulating the globe, allowing more people to slowly gain access. Now, it is easier than ever to schedule your free COVID vaccine where you will be administered the vaccines being offered in your country. In the United States, the three COVID vaccines being used today are Pfizer-BioNTech (Pfizer for short), Moderna, and Johnson & Johnson / Janssen (J&J for short). I, myself, have been vaccinated, and now my family and friends are following ship, showing hope for the upcoming summer. However, I still know many people who are hesitant to the shot. These people, I…
I am a horseback rider with around fifteen years of experience under my belt, and I have never understood why people partake in “Pay-To-Ride” places. I am sure that there are exceptions to what I have seen, and I hope there are, but the grand majority of these facilities boil my blood. Many of the horses are mistreated and don’t teach beginner riders the basics of staying on a horse. Many times during a vacation at the beach or in a wooded area, there are places where anyone can come and request a trail ride. …
When I was a sophomore in High School, I signed up for a Creative Writing class, eager to begin my writing journey with fictional characters and curious about how to do world-building; but as I got my schedule for the upcoming year, the name had changed to “Creative Non-Fiction”. Disappointed and confused, I went to the counselor to see if they had made a mistake. What I hadn’t known was that the creative writing teacher had been switched to one of the English teachers, eager to teach the upper-level students in a new and interesting way. The definition of Non-Fiction…
The Renaissance was an intriguing and meaningful time period in European history as artists collaborated and competed to create masterpieces that we still revel at today. Between the 14th and 17th centuries, artists were commissioned to paint for powerful patrons among leaders, lords, and established courts. One of the major patrons was the catholic church, where popes, cardinals, and convents hired the painters to decorate the churches or baptisteries as a way to illustrate Bible scenes for the uneducated public, as well as a demonstration to exhibit their power and wealth. Much of the artwork created during the Renaissance were…
That summer in the warmest heat of the state,
where the hills roll with sunburnt grass and a few speckled bushes.
I remember the pools that glistened in the day,
a blue so clear it was as if we were swimming in the topaz sky.
Hot cement burned the soles of my delicate feet, and quick steps to the pool avoided the sting of pain.
I wore a blue dress over my bikini that swayed in the wind,
which I gently removed before plunging into the blue. …
When anger comes to you as a viper,
Feel as it wakes from the bottom of your stomach,
Curling in your throat, and feeling its heart beating on your tongue.
Wait for its burning venom to flick from your open mouth.
It prefers pained hands and a wrecked chair to sleep on,
But remember to put it to sleep inside of you.
It prefers the warmth of the blood pumping and shallow breaths,
Feeding and growing off the shadowy thought of retaliation.
What would happen, if you obeyed?
It’s best to nourish it with a ticking watch, and maybe a…
I am a writer and an artist who loves to spend my time reading and swimming. I love art history and I want to expose it more so the world can love it too.