After a brief holiday, the Nass is back slinging steel, learning Russian, and falling in love.
The Second Life of U.S. Steel
A Nass reporter ventures as far as Arkansas to document new developments in the green steel industry
These Months, Which Have Been Some of the Fastest of My Life: Full Design
After a brief holiday, the Nass is back slinging steel, learning Russian, and falling in love. Find a copy around campus or read the full design online here!
Trong, Lam, Trump, and Biden: A Vietnamese Student’s Thoughts on the Upcoming Election
A few things Americans might be missing about November’s general election
Conversations in a Time Warp: Tribute to my Beloved Cafe
Vignettes on an enigmatic Polish woman and the Boston area cafe she runs.
I agree, a little, sometimes
“I love truth — as I once wrote in my homework). I soon learned to compromise by articulating smaller truths when I couldn’t articulate bigger ones.”
They could never make a Sofia Coppola robot
Thoughts on filmic solitude from a solitary Nass writer in Portugal
Attempts to Exhaust Yourself
Exercises in wearing yourself out and–actually–getting some writing done
Nass Recommends: Gay Romance Novels
Ten of our top picks (plus a couple honorable and dishonorable mentions)
listen for green anemoia
twenty minutes from the center of the city once rice fields that my grandmother admired each morning whispering to dragonflies in the cup of her palm squint at night and see cold stars tearing away the horizon motorcycles and black clouds. in our kitchen, my mother cuts her finger unwrapping three layers of stiff […]
I’m So Painfully in Love with All of You
“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.”
Letter from the Editor
My summer vacation felt like a body. Mine felt like a river. It’s generally useful to build up a number of unreasonably applicable metaphors that seem to withdraw profundity from just about everything. It’s the only way you’ll produce what we could call meaning from something as acrid and mercurial as summer. You can best […]