Category: Essay
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Child of the Seventies
Written by Haley Clemens “Do you want to go to the knit shop or get the tree first?” I’m in the car with my mom, where some kind of interview is always happening. Sometimes we ourselves are the subjects. Sometimes it’s other people: coworkers, my hometown friends, the church ladies,…
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What Might Have Been Ustler Street
Written by Gillianne Ross The day started off with my purse strap breaking. I was three feet from the bus door, which was closed and pulling away, and there it went, crashing to the pavement at my feet. Now, I usually have a sewing kit (because I am that type…
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“No one in D.C. likes Trump”: A view of the people living in the nation’s capital
Written by Rachael Elmy “No one in D.C. likes Trump.” This was one of the first things my cousin said to me when I moved to D.C. for two months for an internship. I was surprised. I expected the political spectrum to be evenly split, despite all the protests that…
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Birth of a Loonaverse
Written by Riley Price Every now and then, an artist or group comes onto their music scene and kinda shakes up how it’s all done. For the K-Pop scene, one of the most recent culprits of this is Seoul-based Blockberry Creative’s girl group, Loona (officially stylized as LOOΠΔ). The pop…
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Adjusting to College
Written by Hannah Paquette I made the final trip from the car up the green, carpeted stairway and turned the corner into my new room. The space was larger than I expected it to be for a triple, but I was still unsure of how living with different people would be.…
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Songs of Loss
Written by Artemis Walsh Music affects us. I don’t think that’s a controversial statement. But there are times when certain songs connect to a very unplanned and unexpected feeling. When my best friend committed suicide, it threw me onto the rocks. I had lost not only my closest friend, but…
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From Hostel to High Life
Written by Gillian English It smelled absolutely putrid. It was as if twelve men had run a marathon through a swamp and put their sneakers in a microwave. And then maybe took a shit inside the sneakers too, just for fun. That was what the hostel smelled like. It was…
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A Larger World
Written by Walter Hill In Montreal, I am an alien. I am a transplant student, a long-term vacationer. On some days, hiding my foreignness is easy. Most everyone in Montreal speaks some degree of English; McDonalds and H&M abound. There is a thin whisper of America in the capitalism, television,…
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Insecure Men
Written by Kogen Serrano Every 10 years or so, our ears are graced by a band whose vision is so pure, so technically unrivaled, and so righteous that their music becomes the soundtrack to an entire cultural moment. Such bands clarify the very value of music and set aspirational benchmarks…
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On the 4th of July
Written by Walter Hill I do not feel patriotic today. It’s hard to feel pride in a country that as a black guy would prefer you to silently and “gratefully” play sports instead of have a political opinion. I struggle to endorse our forever Wars after learning of the failures…
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