Category: Gillianne Ross
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I’m Your New Editor—And I have Anxiety
Written by: Gillianne Ross Art by: Grace Monahan My first interaction with Chivomengro was Jess Schultz, a previous Editor in Chief, leaping up from a table at Admitted Students day when she overheard me saying that I wanted to “edit things.” As someone who has passionately detested science and math…
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Two Weeks In Treatment
Written by Gillianne Ross Art By: Grace Monahan I taught myself how to use the Red Line last December. I ran down the stairs from the sidewalk of Mass Ave into the bowels of Boston, my mind suddenly set on getting out of Cambridge and back to Downtown Crossing.…
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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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“The Fifteen” Fallacies
Written by Gillianne Ross Starting college can be terrifying, exciting, and a bit diarrheal. You’ve got a new home (which has mysterious stains on the rug), new friends (we all need them at this point), and new responsibilities (so set a fucking alarm and get moving, debt waits for nobody).…
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The One With The Dead Possum
Written by Gillianne Ross So my friends and I are walking down the street to visit our friend at their radio job. It’s Friday, the sun is still shining, and it is band jam session time for our gang of friends. We hit Beech St, Cliff St, Bayview St, and…
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The One With The Dead Possum
Written by Gillianne Ross So my friends and I are walking down the street to visit our friend at their radio job. It’s Friday, the sun is still shining, and it is band jam session time for our gang of friends. We hit Beech St, Cliff St, Bayview St, and…
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Gecko Boy To Fuck Boy
Written by Gillianne Ross Art by Gillianne Ross and Grace Monahan I was having a casual conversation with my epic eleven year old cousin the other day; I am trying to instate myself as the cool older cousin – despite being a history nerd that seems to reference everything back…
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watercoat – “Hibernal Sounds”
Written by Gillianne Ross The origins of watercoat begin in the small bedrooms of Burlington, at four in the morning, in the dead of winter. Culled out of the chaos of college life, watercoat released their debut album “Hibernal Sounds”. Drawing inspiration from bands such as Days N’ Daze and…
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Charlotte Perkins Gilman is the Mother of Madness
Written By: Gillianne Ross Illustrations by: Grace Monahan “There is no female mind. The brain is not an organ of sex. As well speak of a female liver.” – Charlotte Perkins Gilman Way back, a little more than one hundred years ago, before women had the vote, female power was the…
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Jehovah’s Witnesses Christmas
Written by Gillianne Ross I am going to paint you a picture. It’s winter break, and there is actual snow because global warming hasn’t come to devour us yet in 2009. It’s the first Sunday of break, and there’s so many possibilities; friends to play with, homework to blow off,…
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