No, no. Don’t leave just yet. The Nass bears the weight of waiting, and our shoulders are going numb.

Homecoming 1970

Coming to America, your dad found God and mine found Bruce Springsteen.

Wait For Me: Full Design

Check out a copy around campus, or take a look at the full design below!

Letter from the Editor

At this time in the year, one starts to think about escape — a dreamy kind of escape, from stuffy rooms into warming air and budding trees; and a more wishful kind to cope with the sense of unravelling that mounts as things continue to fall apart. Our writers have escape on their minds this […]

aubade for egg time-lapse

after Alan Michael Parker it starts as a rash  hungover  past the yellow  line i blur into a  stroller on the far platform we threw out  anything remotely half-used: my bedsheets lay limp, like  bedsheets egg whites crease on themselves at every intersection your basement  smells rotten for a week this is how the  world […]

Partly Cloudy

A Nass writer confronts a riddle of imagining and searches for its solution.

transversion

Building a whole body and filling it with love.

Pantoum, (pantoum) pantoum.

Yes to the catchup, I saw your text,  I’m just not sure about which day I’m free yet, but I’ll reply soon No, of course. No worries. Looking forward!   But I’m just not sure about which day  My hands will not be cold when I touch  Warm palms of nice people who look past  […]

Howling in this Moment

after “Howl” (1956) by Allen Ginsburg   I saw the best minds of my generation  locked-in scribbling syllables at desks  in the basement C floor of Firestone library  covered in a lifetime’s layer of dust, who skipped last month’s Labyrinth poetry readings by Komunyakaa & Hayes to puzzle over problem sets  & so missed the […]

Teeth

Maybe some things do hurt more than pulling teeth.

Texts from Momo World

Fragments from a future that somehow survived.

Seven-Second Infinity

On Clive Wearing and eternity in oblivion.

Wait For Me: Full Design

You’re leaving? No. No. Hang on, hang out. Light is cascading through the windows, and the Nass staying around.

The Trial

In February, David Piegaro ’25 stood trial for allegedly assaulting a police officer during last
year’s encampment. Can we know what truly happened?

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