Upon a visit to the Met, a Nass writer considers the notion of experiencing art without analyzing it.
by David Chmielewski on October 10, 2021October 9, 2021
A rumination on campus culture and personal pain.
by Lauren Aung on October 10, 2021October 9, 2021
“I like to believe our small acts make a difference, or maybe I just want to be a savior.”
by Emma Mohrmann, Sabrina Kim on October 3, 2021October 2, 2021
Wherein the writer defends one of our greatest national obsessions.
by Sam Bisno on October 3, 2021October 2, 2021
“Just sit back and surround yourself with the stories I have to share about acupuncture, cupping, and pricking.”
by Jiyoun Roh on October 3, 2021October 2, 2021
“There is one conclusion then: these are not dogs barking in the street. If they were dogs, I would not be afraid.”
by Charles Nuermberger on October 3, 2021October 2, 2021
“Out of hurt comes new matter, a brilliant and bracing kind of wholeness.”
by Sam Bisno on September 26, 2021August 6, 2022
A look at the late writer and his posthumous debut story collection.
by Peter Taylor on September 26, 2021October 4, 2021
A Nass writer digs into the emptiness of personality tests as a substitute for mental healthcare.
by Allie Matthias on September 19, 2021September 18, 2021
A Nass writer ruminates on her yearly pilgrimage to a small Florida town.
by Mina Quesen on September 19, 2021September 18, 2021
A Nass writer meditates on staggering levels of income inequality amidst excesses of wealth.
by Sam Bisno on August 1, 2021July 31, 2021
“Sometimes my body just wants me and I give her me. Then we are good to each other: the wave rushing toward the shore, crashing violently, then retreating back into herself.”
by Sabrina Kim on August 1, 2021July 31, 2021
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Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?
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