I'm an LIS student at the iSchool at the University of Illinois at Urbana Champaign.
I have a cat named Mouse, my favorite colors are pink and brown, and I'm originally from the southwest Chicagoland suburbs.
In my spare time, I write poetry and I hope to publish a book someday.
Here's an untitled poem I wrote last month:
I’m writing this on my phone because I
forgot a damn notebook but
I saw a flock of
little black birds eating
on the train just now. it’s no
wonder people call
a group of crows
a murder, though these
weren’t crows, but anyways the birds
were so frantic against
the crop field with their
pecking that I thought
there must have been a dead body there,
a farmer must have spilled
some seed, and nobody likes to
think about the fact that birds
are omnivores. birds eat meat
and gentle bones aren’t meant
to be made of meat. when I tried
to become a vegetarian I slipped
up and ate a can of chicken soup
because it was late and I was
tired. and I was riding pensive
away in my train car while
the others were flying, pulling
the invisible rope around
the collective away from
the ground and up towards
the sky, just
as frantic, just as mental.