by Sarah Kirchner ’21 He was filled with questions of “What if?” Instead of “How are you?” And so whenever I asked, “Where?” He answered, “Why?” Things digressed quickly. Soon good-morning kisses switched To low gurgling grunts. He offered me a pat, if I was lucky enough. Our home-cooked meals became his leftovers. The smell […]
Late night McDanks trips Renting textbooks for spring semester Tijuana, baby That gym membership I still haven‘t used Had to convert money to PC Cash Stocked up on Costco’s 27 lb Mac & Cheese Storage Buckets Getting “Mo Bamba” on vinyl Buying mango Juul pods off of Ebay 02908 Club Legs & Eggs The Friars […]
Dear Tiff and Earl, I’m getting a new transfer roommate this semester and I’m worried. My last one always made shrieking noises at night due to his night terrors, and I could never sleep. Do you have any advice on how to deal with new roommates? Sincerely, Insomnia is real Dear Insomniac, The best […]
Life is too short to read everything. It may even be too short to major in american studies, history, or English. This column, brought to you by professors in american studies, history, and English, highlights the books you simply cannot let pass, whatever your major. Start your list! by: Dr. René Alexander Orquiza Assistant Professor […]
by Jessica Polanco ’20 It was 4:30 in the evening and Lorrinda was relieved to go home. It was her first day at work, and she was exhausted. Despite the traffic, she got home just in time to make dinner for her family. Once she entered her home, she headed straight to the kitchen and […]
by Jessica Polanco ’20 It was 4:30 in the evening and Lorrinda was relieved to go home. It was her first day at work, and she was exhausted. Despite the traffic, she got home just in time to make dinner for her family. Once she entered her home, she headed straight to the kitchen and […]
Celebrating together and never alone. by Sam Pellman ’20 This ugly year is over, Christmas oncoming. by Sam Ward ’21 Playing in the snow at 21 years old. by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 Children experiencing the magic of believing. by Gabriela Baron ’20 A way to keep Santa fed. by […]
by Julia Zygiel ’19 Black ice stripes the concrete path to our front door. The rest of the snow from the mid-December squall has already melted, but the ice remains, filling my head with visions of broken hips and legs. Our son-in-law has offered time and again to salt the driveway and path, but Lottie […]