At my first Nass meeting I was: 18 years old, wearing all pink, and sort of afraid to talk.
Nass meetings have seen me: grumpy, overwhelmed, laughing.
I have seen Nass members: arguing, consoling, debating, reminiscing.
I hope to see the Nass: expand, attract.
Writing for the Nass has made me more: reflective, intentional.
I love: the posters in Bloomberg 044, the old Mac computer, and meetings on Poe Field.
I remember when: my first poem was printed, and I mailed a copy to my parents.
I also remember when: I mailed a copy to my favorite high school English teacher.
As a managing editor: I see so much potential.
As a sophomore: I’m happy I still have time.
Also as a sophomore: How do I still have so much time?
As a writer: I’m trying to remind myself to write.
As I write this: I’m planning the next issue.
The last text I received said: “literally why are you always at the Nass?”
My response was: “idk but it’s fun.”