I’ve been at college for a year now, and let’s just say I’m kind of a pro *flips hair over shoulder.* Well, maybe. But I do like to think that I’ve learned a couple of things and that these little tidbits of advice might help those of you heading off to college. Dining Hall/Food […]
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Joining a three-person friend group? Oy. Joining a French three-person friend group? Double oy. Am I that far off-base? I don’t think so. I’ve always thought that three-person friend groups are stupidly tricky. Tricky because the dynamic is so easily bent out of shape when two people start hanging out without the third person, and […]
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Does your friend group ever feel like a challenging trek along the side of a mountain? A mountain that suddenly decides to wake up and smack you in the face with a boulder? Yeah, I get that. Friend groups can be tricky to navigate, and sometimes it’s tough if you feel like you aren’t the […]
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About a month ago, I found myself doing something I never thought I would do. I picked up a PS4 controller and started playing a violent video game. And then, to make things even weirder, I found myself not hating it. I kind of enjoyed it. To give you some background to this, I wasn’t […]
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I get it. You’re an introvert, and you have trouble hanging out with large groups of people — especially when they start sniffing around your attic door because they’re pretty sure they heard a person in there. People are hard. They’re hard to read, hard to follow, and it’s hard to know if they actually […]
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His mother laughed during labor, breathless, hair plastered to her slick forehead, and blessed his father for the cowl. He grew up in hand-me-down boots. One glance from him was like a gust of wind, knocking you off-balance and blowing your parka wide open. Seven saw him carrying mushrooms, tomatoes, and bread for his mother, […]
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The meanings of my Tuesdays and Thursdays have changed since I left high school. Now, Tuesdays and Thursdays mean class at 9:40 and at 1:10 with two hours for lunch sandwiched between, then a shift at work, and a couple of hours for dinner and homework before I have to walk down the biggest hill […]
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Δημήτηρ She was born between the roots of an oak tree, cheeks sticky with April mud, elderberry juice glowing in her hair, and squirrel fur caught in the corners of her nails. Even when she was little, the wheat would sing for her, fields shifting in the wind and moonlight, rippling like a pleased cat […]
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Scene 1: Mid-morning, January 12, 2016 — Father sitting at dining room table, listening to BBC Radio 3 morning classical music show or something equally dorky, slurping up cereal. Daughter sitting on couch in adjoining room, face in her laptop. Daughter begins (absurdly) waving her arms at her father, trying to get his attention. Daughter: […]
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