For the fourth annual Women’s Issue of the Nass, women writers and artists reflect on home, nourishment, motherhood, and embodiment.
Professor (showing COVID variant data): “And this is what I call the T.I. cluster.”
Student checking Canvas: “Remember when it was check Blackboard?”
Peer, dreamily: “I was just on Blackboard today!”
Student: “Are you okay?”
Ally to women everywhere: “Imagine not wanting to be a pussy. Pussies are strong. Right? Feminism.” *high five*
A woman: “What?”
Kink shamer: “If I had to guess who had the highest chance of being a furry in this room…”
Suspect Friend: “Pet play is NOT furrying!”
STEM twink: “This is very, very complex. There's a lot of phosphorylation, bestie.”
Second twink: “I was gonna say ‘just like my bussy’ until you said the second part.”
Forbes resident: “My carpet keeps getting me sick.”
Animal activist: “I miss the mice.”
Animal activist: “There's not enough life in my room.”
Food critic looking at a bubble tea cup with an ungodly amount of toppings: “That's a fruit salad. Get a spoon.”
Tech-inept professor: “Come on, I just don't know how to get rid of YouTube avocadoes!”
Sore sophomore: “Foam rolling your ass? Exquisite sensation.”
Mother to her tiny son: “Okay, so hiding in a trash can? I need you to know that’s a terrible idea.”
Undecided major: “Squatting is the new vaping.”
Jovial politics professor: “That's a quote from my favorite investment banker—my ex-wife! Haha.”
Sauntering Vote100 fellow: "Are you in the Humanities Sequence?"
Friend: "Why do you ask?"
Sauntering Vote100 fellow: "Because you were typing and you looked worried."
AB student: “Cosmology? Isn’t that just like beefed up astrology?”