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Letter From the Editor
Dear friends, Around the North and South poles, glaciers have formed over thousands of years of snow fall accumulation, each year’s fresh snow compressing past layers to create glacial ice. Researchers now drill over a mile deep into these glaciers to retrieve what is called an ice core, a cylindrical relic of the deep…
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One Last Kiwi Summer
“Today I am a disposable torso, a hipbone, a back: drained of your attraction.”
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La La Land: A Retrospective One Decade Later
Revisiting Damien Chazelle’s La La Land as a eulogy for lost dreams of Technicolor.
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Things I’ve Been Meaning to Tell You
When I was five, I stole five dollars from your bedside table, but I felt too guilty to spend it. When we went through the house, I took your favorite wallet and put the five dollars in it. I went to the bank to get pennies because you always had pennies in your wallet. Having…
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A Good Night’s Sleep
“The man wandering through Chinatown called his pregnant wife and told her he’d found a new tenant for the second floor of their brownstone. The tenant’s name was Mary.”
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Web of Memory
“The words rest between us, I hope, like a rope of reconciliation. She never takes hold, however. The line severs.”
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The First, and Possibly Last, Cold War Musical: A Review of Chess on Broadway
A candid review of the newest iteration of Chess on Broadway.
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The times, they are a-changin’
Across the country, protests are increasing in intensity and organization. They make for exciting headlines and call out high-ranked leaders. They are loud, large, and difficult to ignore. In the age of new media and increased factionalism, what is the role of protest inside the campus bubble?
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Flawed ways to recognize what remains of home
The extremely specific black-brown spots on bananas, as though painted upon; symbols in smoke; the convenience of exploitation; the mistake of birth. Perhaps the last one is common in all lands. The uncomfortable ease of your childhood bedroom cannot be replicated. An echochamber of extremity—too cold, or too hot, with peeling walls. And the set…
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Lines we cannot cross: Full Design
Pick up a physical copy around campus, or view the full design here!
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Bad Men, Suffering Women, and The Grand Unified Theory of Female Pain
“The more we view certain expressions of gendered being as untrue, the more we reinforce in ourselves and others that there is a ‘true’ way to be a woman or a man, trapping ourselves in the same conservative discourse we claim to abhor.”
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SURROGATE
Ava Adelaja’s poem was a finalist for the 2025 Nassau Weekly Poetry Competition. SURROGATE For Pamela (Mimi) I. Her hair’s somewhat intact, ruddy clumps on the skin, hanging like the sanguine bush-berries you’re not supposed to eat, tempting. I fixate on that ‘cause her voice has fallen to a register that quite cools…

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