About Me

Creativity runs through my veins and streams out in words. I love talking about product + urban design and the architectural landscape of our cities, and it is quite similar to words. You can build skyscrapers with pen & paper, either through drawings or poems. 

Read my Abecedarian below to learn more about where I am from!

What is an Abecedarian? 

It is a poem structured by the alphabet, where each line or stanza begins with the consecutive letters from A to Z.

Abecedarian: Willowbrook State

Aftermath of endless catastrophes,
Beneath the island’s scorched breath,
Cries echo from its depths —
Drowning in heroin, needles scattered
Eerie forgotten relics on the sand. Step lightly.
Fortunately this island has its beauty, 

God lies within, but it’s the North I know,
Hardly do I wander South. Is this my home?
I’m not sure if I’ll ever belong here — in a man’s land, the outskirts of New York City,
Jailed between two worlds, yet when I inhale the scent of kunafa and my mother’s warak enab, I’m whole again.

Laughter rings out as I learn to love in the language,

Mama never taught me,
Not through words, but through heart.
Oceans apart — Egypt to America. The cities 

"perfect," yet I’m still uncertain if I can ever be the 

quintessential girl who can pull off New York City.

Rest your bones; the wind steals them from the shore,

Shelve your legs, for another day awaits.
Take a breath — two, to be sure —
Until you feel whole, until they say
“Violence is never the answer,” but the wind picks up the screams of those 

Who love in Arabic.

XOXO written in blood spilled,
You'll never be home, but at least we have our own

Zoo in Staten Island.

I made this the summer of 2024, I am now a senior graduating in May 2026, time flies when you're playing Worlde :)