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death is
a shadow between sponge-molded floorboards and marble countertops, a daffodil that’s shrunken flattened against the ground dismissed until dawn breaks, the splitting of an egg yolk running through the little valleys onto the stone kitchen floor drops of yellow, like petals and liquid sunlight spilling in. or is it more secretive, censored until…
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If There Were Water
“I am leaving this letter with Sam, on Adams Street, even though they tell me you don’t come for letters anymore.”
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Under the Hood
Combustion has been a constant on Princeton’s campus since the 18th century. What will its role be in a net-zero future?
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Once Upon A Time, There Was A Mountain – Part 4: The Asking
“It had been the same mountain in 1860, when a heartbroken man walked up it in the rain.”
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Dispatch from New York
In late March, former New York City Mayoral candidate Curtis Sliwa made a sensational appearance at Whig-Clio.
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Between Tongues: An Interview with Translator Julia Sanches
This interview has been edited for length and clarity.
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To catch and pin a butterfly: Full Design
Pick up a copy around campus, or view the full design here!
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Letter From The Editor
Dear friends, I keep a careful journal of my days and habits. What did I buy? What did I eat? What was I grateful for? I do this mostly so that I can understand myself better, so that I can flip through the year as twelve two-page spreads and identify the patterns that facilitate…
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Chiaroscuro
The microscopic elements that made up the Princeton Opera Company’s recent production of Gianni Schicchi.
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The Insectoid in the Kitchen
“Benji looked at his insect mother with suspicion. She was acting unusually attentive.”