“This summer I’m remembering how real my flesh is. When I was a kid everything was tactile and I just wanted sugar and didn’t think abstractly.”
by Emmett Souder on September 13, 2024September 14, 2024
An essay and a poem grappling with spirituality and the self in the wake of the new year
by Emmett Souder on February 22, 2024February 22, 2024
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Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?
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