Who is Avery Danae Writes?
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…
Are We Not Our Own
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), …
A Father’s Love is the Greatest Love of 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…
Take PRIDE in the Human Experience
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…
Not Doing Enough from a Distance?
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…
Avatar, the Displacement of Indigenous People, and the Destruction of the Environment
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…
Burned to a Crisp
A poem about burnout, since I’ve been experiencing it since March 31 (the day I found out I was accepted to Princeton University) and just want to be done with school already. — The grease from your elbow pours into the frying pan Can’t start to stop, can’t give up now How? Seems like the burners rise to the highest setting Forgetting it’s human Doing and undoing the work submitted Omitting the fact that the stove appeared
A poem about burnout, since I’ve been experiencing it since March 31 (the day I found out I was accepted to Princeton University) and just want to be done with school already.
The grease from your elbow pours into the frying pan
Can’t start to stop, can’t give up now
How? Seems like the burners rise to the highest setting
Forgetting it’s human
Doing and undoing the work submitted
Omitting the fact that the stove appeared
Here to control yourself, control that restless heart,
Part of yours that pours into the frying pan
Can you smell the burnt defeat?
The feat you so affectionately call burn out?
Thank you for being you!
This poem was originally written during the New Jersey Performing Arts Center (NJPAC) Adult Poetry Workshop.
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