Storytelling Contest

A spontaneous nighttime stroll through Golden Gate Park, led me to seeing the Conservatory of Flowers for the first time.

This is a photo of my dog Zayneh who passed away
As I walked below the Golden Gate bridge along the chain-wire fence meant to keep me safe and out of the bridge-side slope, I looked up and saw this little cut out.
Taken during a weekend trip to Tahoe, this photograph illustrates serenity and the multiple seasons that coincide in California.

 The first step is synonymous to the beginning of a great journey to climb to the next level. This first step is in the house of fraternity that has been in existence for a century in a city where nothing seems permanent.

This submission earned Amber Por an honorable mention in the Synapse Storytelling Contest creative writing category.

Sunlight beams down

Along the bay,

Streams of glistening speckles

Dance along the water

​This encouraging message adorned the museum courtyard of Golden Gate Park in the midst of the Black Lives Matter protests this year. I have often spent time relaxing and reflecting on the benches here.

Sometimes being with you feels like being a pearl with a crescent moon. There is a hollow, warm and safe, ready for me to snuggle into. I feel the warmth of your attention and a satisfied feeling from the comfort and ease of our interactions.

Your head is wrapped in sheets of cloth.
I have never seen your eyes
But I do wonder what your eyes have seen.

I do not know if I can ever look you in the eyes.

As I touch your hand,

This submission earned an honorable mention in the Synapse Storytelling Contest creative writing category.