This week, the Nass investigates the future of art, probes at prosopagnosia, and contemplates a cure for heartsickness.
Letter from the Editors
Dear all, Since we came to Princeton in the fall of 2020, this little paper has remained a constant source of inspiration, camaraderie, and much mirth. We’re honored to usher in the 46th volume of the Nassau Weekly. As the Nass celebrates its first year of full financial and editorial independence, we welcome […]
Unrequited Love: Full Design
This week, the Nass investigates the future of art, probes at prosopagnosia, and contemplates a cure for heartsickness.
Sally Rooney and the New Amorous World
“In part, the devastation of Conversations with Friends lies in its ability to pinpoint the impurities that taint how we care for one another, without offering a clear or optimistic way out.”
All the Things You and I Sea
“You look Right into the mirror and recognize what you’d drawn, part by part. Then you blink and completely forget what you’d seen, where you’d been –– or rather, you can’t really tell whether you had ever seen anything in the first place.”
A Beginner’s Guide to Unrequited Love
A writer’s encounter with the tantalizing, bewildering phenomenon of the Princeton Partner.
What Immersive Projector Experiences Mean for Art
Revolutionary or rip-off?
From the Nass Past
What were Princeton students writing about thirty years ago? We’re jumping back in time to February, 1993 for some woeful poetry, questionable health advice, and dining hall commentary from our forefathers at the Nass. Some wisdom for your post-Valentine’s Day weekend, and for all those seeking their Princeton soulmate: “Valentine’s Day comes upon […]
After the Beast Within
In the Earth, Cicadaboy Has an Out-of-Body-Experience Sweat on slate like spilt brain ejaculate, like old sun god’s been plugging holes with lead again, old dog dying of heat stroke again, it’s Thursday, and a series of freak thunderstorms is set to just tear across the county this afternoon, into the evening, the night, […]
i miss the scent of you, sugar on my tongue
i miss the scent of you sugar on my tongue