“Let yourself age. Let time press through your skeleton like water, dribbling through your pores, let it sing right through your bones…”
by Lara Katz on February 21, 2021February 21, 2021
“He is desperate for his dinner, too hungry to say hello, … he laments his work, his employer, his cold-footed commute, … he grinds his teeth at our rationed mutton and yet—the frugal bastard—gives me nothing, nothing, not a penny to spare.”
by Lara Katz on October 4, 2020October 3, 2020
On the failures of the mental-health training program for Princeton first years.
by Lara Katz on November 1, 2020November 1, 2020
“Anyway, I’ve heard stories are supposed to have morals. I don’t know if this is much of a story, really, but I’ll give it a moral anyhow.”
by Lara Katz on February 14, 2021February 13, 2021
In the succeeding entries, we telescope “rhythm.” Sonically evocative and personally connotative, we examine the word in its multiplicity of meanings.
by Abigail Glickman, Allie Mangel, BT Hayes, Emma Mohrmann, Lara Katz, Sabrina Kim on November 8, 2020November 8, 2020
Bot check: What is the name of the res. college that begins with an M?