Human connection is beautiful, but one must remember not to dampen that burgeoning fire by committing
the greatest sin of all friendships: forgetting a name.
by Tianyi Wang on October 9, 2016October 16, 2016
Shaking fingers reach,
by Tianyi Wang on October 16, 2016
Reflections on Belmont, Bronx.
by Tianyi Wang on October 24, 2016July 21, 2017
As I reflected on my failed attempt to find love on Tinder, I could not help but agree with Nietzsche.
by Tianyi Wang on February 19, 2017February 26, 2017
In the succeeding entries, we telescope our sleepy selves.
by Anna Marsh, Anonymous, Jane Jeong, Katie Duggan, Malcolm Steinberg, Miriam Friedman, Tianyi Wang, Zach Cohen on March 12, 2017April 2, 2017
“Nails are too long,
can’t remember to cut them
they are colored with everything I hold
like the skin of orange peel—
a citrus flesh that never bleeds”
by Tianyi Wang on October 1, 2017October 1, 2017
“In the succeeding entries, we telescope our mornings by recounting and recasting. Each succeeding morning of a series is composed in exactly half the number of words of the previous. Diminish with us below.”
by Alex Jacobson, Ananya Malhotra, Carolyn Kelly, Christopher Villani, David Exumé, Katie Duggan, Miriam Friedman, Serena Alagappan, Tara Shirazi, Tess Solomon, Tianyi Wang on October 22, 2017October 22, 2017
Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?