by Marelle Hipolito ’21 pebbles: are in the ocean. they stay in the background. give all their life to the surrounding ocean, and there is nothing; nothing left for them to uphold. everything to love about them: gone. Unless, of course, they are for the ocean. They are beautiful when wet, with the ocean […]
Dear Tiff and Earl, Why do people decorate for Christmas before Thanksgiving? Sincerely, Ho Ho No Dear Scrooge, Why don’t MORE people decorate for Christmas before Thanksgiving??? Christmas is the best and most magical time of the year, and honestly I would decorate for Christmas all year long if people wouldn’t think it was […]
Roommates Traffic on I-95 Doors Getting Slammed in Our Faces RIPTA Schedules The End of Prohibition Low-Profit Bookstore Buybacks Morning Mail Not Having Screens on Dorm Windows Friar Dom’s Terrifying Mouth PC Squirrels Joe Biden’s Book Tour Communal Bathrooms North Dakota Llamas
by Jonathan Coppe ’18 Among the dusty shelves I see it nestled —O wicked, foolish kin to leave it so!— O, what dreams lie herein? What foreign lands of sunset-colored love and joyful tears? So off the shelf it comes and to a desk. With greedy hands the cover comes undone. And here I see […]
by Madison Stevens ’19 She took two steps off the plane and knew she was home. The smell of metal and hand sanitizer filled her nostrils as she sauntered out of Terminal B and down to Baggage Claim C at Logan Airport. The bags slipped out one after another and onto the circular […]
by Kiley McMahon ’20 La vida es corta, La vie est courte, La vita é breve, Life is short. Soy de España, Je viens de la France, Vengo dall’Italia, I am from the United States. I make millions of dollars, While I find my next meal wherever I sleep. I used […]
by Jay Willett ’20 “Damian! They’re here! Damian!” Alyssa screamed over the bank’s sirens. I tossed aside the weeping attendant and ran for the glass door. Blue and red lights flashed across the Roman marble, blinding me as I peered from behind a column. The ride we had left on the curb was missing […]
by Jessica Polanco ’20 Sharp Edges and Curves Without permission I am born and carved into all shapes and sizes. Cylinders, weird rectangles, and other dimensions I did not sign up for. They ink my skin with colors I hate. White, purple, and black. I wish they knew these things, I wish they knew […]
by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 I was six or seven. It was a scalding Dominican summer day that began with a hurried packing of bare essentials— underwear and shorts—as my aunt prepared me for a visit to my grandmother’s in the campo. It was basically out in the wilderness, some miles away from the city. […]
Dear Tiff and Earl, How do I prepare for an impending thunderstorm? Sincerely, Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head Dear Raindrops on My Head, Is this an emotional thunderstorm or a real thunderstorm? Because the two are vastly different, and both can be extremely stressful situations. If it’s a real thunderstorm… Step […]