A letter from the editor celebrating the release of the seventh issue of the semester.
by Mina Quesen on November 14, 2021
In this week’s special issue highlighting writers and artists of color, the Nass goes to the grocery, likens music to love, and washes with public soap.
by nassauweekly on November 14, 2021November 14, 2021
“the human can only know themselves to be human /
because we condemn the three dimensions /
of our thoughts”
by Brittani Telfair on November 14, 2021
by Ayinde Bradford on November 14, 2021
“They probably thought Evan just smelled like that: nauseatingly floral like Katie Levi-Moretti, the first girl in his high school class to discover perfume and, therefore, the last person everybody wanted to sit next to at assembly.”
by Sierra Stern on November 14, 2021
“you were always guinevere /
and jfk, and i arthur of the cul-de-sac”
Wherein a Nass writer reflects on his myriad relationships with music.
by Christien Ayers on November 14, 2021
“Let’s try this again. I am one of many people in love. I am a human of being human. Skin like everyone else and lots of heart. Too much music might kill me. Too little too.”
by Sabrina Kim on November 14, 2021
“Some families even hold their hands up to the chicken wire to touch each other’s fingertips.”
by Luz Victoria Simón Jasso on November 14, 2021November 14, 2021
“Nostalgia is a luxury that I’m willing to pay any price for, and these grocery stores sell it all.”
“I often have to remind myself that I too am allowed, and can succeed with, charismatic, unapologetic style.”
by Kate Lee on November 14, 2021November 14, 2021
Wherein a Nass writer reflects on lost DVDs as artifacts of a past life.
by Gawon Jo on November 14, 2021November 14, 2021
by Sebastian Aguilar on November 14, 2021
Bot check: What is the name of the res. college that begins with a B?