Drunken Cottage Member: You girls make me love sundresses.
Drunken Terrace Member: You girls make me want to go into my car and masturbate.
Overheard at Cottage lawnparties
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Okro anaghi eto kari onye kuru ya
Ma snatched me out her stomach on a Wednesday. My first day as abrupt as it could be Gather the elders, gather the aunties. Ma didn’t plan on having me They sang a song to put her at ease Her diary said that God must have sent me I was born to a river amongst…
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An Unparalleled Catastrophe, Ancestral Wisdom Made Flesh
The human brain coevolved with the emergent faculties of language and storytelling. Memory and narrative are not merely byproducts of cognition; they are fundamental to how we organize experience across time. For humans, the physical body does not precede the story we tell. We are the only species that biologically and metabolically emerged alongside the…
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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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A Cacophony of Swallows in Flight: Full Design
This week, the Nass shares the floor. Enjoy this special co-curated issue with the Black Arts Collective.
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Middle of Nowhere, Zen New Jersey
It’s all alphabet soup in 12-pt font, bitter black bleeding into vegetable stock — A poem or two or three, falling into one another like bodies in orbit
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Flood: Full Design
The Nass is coming. Find a nice comfy ark and kick your feet up – it’s gonna be a while. Find an issue around campus, or look through the full design below.
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Signs of Damage
“He looked nice, shy. She didn’t say hello, or smile, because despite her costume—a lace trimmed slip and her grandmother’s pearl choker—she didn’t care much that day.”
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How Prophecy was Invented
“In another town, she was a storyteller, but the children had spit back her stories wrong, turning the characters into parodies of themselves.”
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