The Basics Hello! My name is Avery Danae. I am an incoming freshman at Princeton University, published author, poet, writer, music lover, content creator, and social justice and mental health advocate. Welcome to Avery Danae Writes! I currently live in Jersey City, New Jersey with my parents and twin brother, attending an…

TW: abortion — And to think that the world is getting to a point Where landmark decisions are on the chopping block Feels like the cloche is (always there), ominously Staring the death stare at Betsy Ross’ brainchild Like a crow to (dead) meat. Drip Drip Drop Meat we are (chewed and all), …

An evergreen reflection I wrote two years ago. Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers and father figures out there! — I hope you are able to celebrate Father’s Day today, honoring the mighty men and/or paternal figures in your life. My dad has been a trooper ever since I was very young, making so many sacrifices for me to succeed. He persisted to watch me transform into the beautiful, young…

I wrote this reflection for PRIDE Month two years ago to shed light on how we need to be more equitable and inclusive to our LGBTQIA+ brothers and sisters. — Josh Groban once sang, “Even with our differences, there is a place we’re all connected / Each of us can find each other’s light.” In other words, we need to love our neighbors regardless of their gender identity, sexual orientation, etc. We can learn so much from people if we…

Prose poem in light of this week’s recent events… — You ask how I feel about the recent news, knowing my words are my activism. But the only words I can say are none, zero, zilch. I’m as speechless as the blank document I opened up in my heart when this breaking news broke me. How am I…

A paper about the connection between the 2009 science fiction film, Avatar, and the Trail of Tears in 1837. — The Trail of Tears involved the removal of the Cherokee from their land in 1837, and the devastating event earned its name due to thousands of casualties suffered from exposure, exhaustion, and starvation. Even worse than that, a troop of 7,000 soldiers demolished the tribe’s territory, so the Cherokee literally…

To all of you poets, writers, and content creators who battle imposter syndrome like I do, this poem is for you. — You’re a stock image people found online No credit provided, you’re literally exposed They could reduce you to hundreds of pixels, your Thoughts grainy, undetectable, yet still exposed? They could download you only to delete you, Your file type unsupported by their device, exposing Your mental search queries rendered unsearchable