Soft-spoken philo-bro: I’m trying to cut back on the caffeine. 300 milligrams a day was feeling risky.
Chatty gay: And how much is in that yerba mate?
Philo-bro: Only 200. It’s about the tapering.
Overheard by the tables in that long hallway in Dillon
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A Trilogy of Poems About English Mountain, Tennessee
“The cemetery pointed the old Dutch pharaohs / Toward their heaven.”
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Persimmons of another tree: a transfem’s song of love and rejuvenation
“When I say room I mean this space that contains me. / When I say this space that contains me I mean I fill this space. / When I say I fill this space I mean this space is my body.”
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Mass Hysteria: Full Design
For the fourth annual Women’s Issue of the Nass, women writers and artists reflect on home, nourishment, motherhood, and embodiment.
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Nothing Like Mom’s Cooking: Reflections from Professor Mommy’s Daughter
A reflection on the nourishment our mothers provide, both physical and emotional.
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Inside Princeton’s Underground Student-Run Restaurant
A prix-fixe, a poached pear, and a labor of love.
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Vibe Crafter: Full Design
This week the Nass learns the lingo of NBA internet fandom, reflects on terror in public transit, and explores the secret world of dorm fine dining.
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To See Something And Say Something
“To ask people to tell what’s suspicious and unusual is to expose innocent individuals to a system that constantly profiles and projects fear, to always assume the worst.”
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Something Real Fishy: Friendship, Twitter, and the Limits of the Dictionary
A personal take on the dialect of NBA internet fandom.