Hey, welcome to my page!
I'm a poet, writer and photographer based in Canada, currently completing a Bachelor of Environmental Studies (I'm even a WWF Canada Living Planet Leader :D ). Having loved reading all my life, I started writing fiction when I was twelve, and branched out to poetry, primarily spoken word, as a teen. At the same time, I started doing photography because I loved the way a photo could make the mundane look magical. My poetic work often focuses on environmentalism, intersectional feminism, and identity, my fiction tends to be Fantasy/SCI Fi. I have performed at Stories of Ours, and Living Hyphen's Birthday, my work has also appeared in The University of Waterloo's HeForshe Anthology Allies.
I hope you like my work :)
Love,
Maggie
- JoinedAugust 1, 2013
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Hey all! I've officially updated Flowers from my Mother with my poem 19 Years. It is over a month late but I hope you like it! Be on the lookout for my never before seen continuation of this series c...View all Conversations
Stories by Maggie Chang
- 3 Published Stories

Flowers from my Mother
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My mother gave me gifts so I could grow flowers.
And now, I use my writing to give flowers back to her, the...

Flowers for my Father
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A young woman's collection of who she is that she's never shared with her father.
There are many spaces betwe...

Unremembered
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"If you were lucky, you had a wisp of memory to hold onto, But if not, all you had was to imagine"
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