Georgetown Day School
Cleveland Park, Washington, DC
Favorite Author or Book:
My favorite poet is Dylan Thomas.
Dream for the Future:
My dream for the future world is for it to be a bastion of free thought and expression, at which Martians can marvel from the depths of space.
My mum has been the adult that inspires me. She has inspired me to become a cartoonist, a poet, and a writer.
As I lift a white sheet of printer paper from the printer I begin to think.
Think about what I will scratch and stab into the paper.
I lie down on the floor with the paper in front of me.
I get up and pace.
And then I roll around on the ground.
And then I pace some more.
And then I roll some more.
All the while jabbing my head with the eraser side of the pencil.
My mind is a void.
I cannot think.
I struggle with the limits of my mind, and the possibility that those limits may not actually exist.
Finally, I quit pacing, rattling, and rolling.
I have come to a decision.
I streak lines across the page.
Then I draw a “W” at the top of the shape I have just drawn.
I dig my pencil into the fibers of the paper.
And I scratch as if my life depends on it.
All the while I know that because of my pressure on the paper,
I will have pencils to go before I cease.
At long last, I have finished.
I have drawn what is intended as a mountain,
but as others have told me resembles “a triangle with a 'W’ at the top.”
I have drawn, and I have climbed.
And in telling this story I haven’t yet rhymed.