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 and my father is a…

“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 most frequented spots on campus…

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 in my hometown—you’re stuck. So,…

I am Drowning in Whiteness

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: my Blackness is my most…