Category: Essay
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Hannah the Explorer
By Hannah Paquette Art By: Grace Monahan Dora the Explorer was, in my opinion, one of the greatest shows I had the pleasure of watching when I was young. If the tv was on, there was a good chance my sister and I had our eyes glued to the…
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The World of Psychedelia: Looney Tunes Baggage
Written By: Anonymous Art By: Izzy Dickey I must preface this article by making it very clear to the reader that I love psychedelics. They are immensely therapeutic and beautiful substances. I have connected with humans and animals in a way I did not think possible. It has made…
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Being Comfortable With Being Uncomfortable
Written By: Victor Alvez Art By: Lily Tammik Stepping outside your comfort zone kicks up a lot of dust. Waiting for the dust to settle feels like a tumultuous eternity, but only once it settles is it possible to fully grasp just how brave, cathartic, and rewarding it was.…
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I Was Catholic, and I Hated It
Written By: Danni Petrilak Art By: Izzy Dickey I was Catholic for most of my life. I went to a Roman Catholic church every Sunday, as well as Sunday School right before it. It was awful. Not for the reasons of believing in something, or even showing the love for…
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Belonging to a Cultural Spectrum
Written by: Victor Alves Art by: Lily Tammik Chasing a sense of belonging that might never materialize isn’t worth it. And that’s okay. I like to think of my upbringing as relatively unique. I was born in New York City to Hispanic parents; my mother is a Catholic Mexican…
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“Change My Mind” Toxicity
Written by: Emma Florez We all saw you camped outside IDX in your khakis and blue blazer, “There are only two genders. Change my mind,” emblazened across the front of your table. All I can say is, how dare you? How dare you position yourself in one of the…
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Piercing My Nose with a Sewing Needle—Seriously
Written by: Gillianne Ross Art by: Grace Monahan We all do weird-ass, crazy shit as teenagers, and I was no exception. Middle school in rural Vermont is like a blackhole of anxiety and hormones you cannot escape. City kids can lead a double life if so desired, but not…
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I Am Drowning in Whiteness: Inspired by Ijeoma Oluo
Written by: Jadah Bearden Art by: Grace Monahan I exist at the intersection of Black, Queer, Woman on this white campus. My choice to attend Champlain was a decision by which my identity would be repressed and malnourished for four years. My thought process went a little like this:…
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I Lived in a Frat House for Four Days so You Don’t Have To
Written by: Cat Butrick Art by: Grace Monahan A sharp pain jolts through my ear as the thick arm beneath my head shifts, brushing my new piercing in the process. I wince and instinctively squeeze my eyes shut. I roll back my shoulders and then bring my knees closer…
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How I Inadvertently Started a Cult
Written by: Big Mike Art by: Izzy Dicky The Stars. Those magic little spots in the sky we all see at night when we are too fucked up to look straight. Well, they were the catalyst that led me towards a path of darkness, not metaphorically, but literally darkness, as…
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