“I know I only show up once every five meetings, but that doesn’t mean you have to lose your personality around me.”
Overheard during conversation about club meetings
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Apocalypse (Maybe Not) Now?
“At some point lightning flashed big and bold across the sky. It was the first time in forever that the sky was anything other than that neverendin’ black, and I had to close my eyes to keep from being blinded.”
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Letter from the Editor
It’s absolutely true that this is the first time we’ve ever run a Halloween issue, and for a magazine as historically elaborate and artifactual as the Nassau Weekly, it’s a sort of mystifying reality. We scoured the dread tomes that compose our archives–all except for one moldering lockbox situated between “Naked pictures of Michel Foucault…
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We need to arrête
We need to arrête all of this liquid: bridges lawns psets towels gmail caffeine with the face of a dog barking in the north courtyard alongside teeth digging into flesh like that subtle ascent of adjectives you called psafe on because everyday is comme ci comme ça let us turn…
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After zooming out
After zooming out this afternoon that held focused possibilities like a hand reaching into the backlit arteries of a bokeh I filtered my reflections through your shutter and tore off Fuji film rolls from your skin still considering supposed leaps of faith, oh that stupid obsession of yours, the way Wong Kar-wai …
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MetaStasis
“The motto of metastasis is ‘saving humanity from humanity.’ He claims that metastasis is a necessary process, ‘a way for individuals to shed their old selves and evolve into something greater.’”
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A Jaanipäev Night’s Dream
“Simeon stuffs a cool mint Zyn under his top lip. Is he lost? I ask him what his favorite movie is. Anything Woody Allen.”
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On Being Selfish
A Nass writer tries their hardest to beat or maybe just to live with Peter Singer’s selfishness argument.
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Letter from the Editor
I’m often reminded of the Nass EIC under whose honeyed and analgesic administration I worked as a staff writer my freshman year. This guy who studied comp lit and sat in the leather armchair that the Nass houses in the corner of Bloomberg basement beneath a Jesus yard ornament and a shelf of course books…
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A Memento of Nintendo
When one thinks of a ‘game,’ hears its notes playing and effects sounding, Like a pot smashing or a brick bashing, When one smells a game, The cellophane of a case, or the rubber of an analog stick, When one touches it, feeling that red cap, that blazing helmet, that fluffy puff of pink, So…
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What’s Under That Rock? Full Design
We’re writing poetry, watching Dune, and having problematic relationships with moms. Take a look. Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!
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Where are all the dogs?
“I have been very quiet this past month, save for when I call mother and we talk about things like where all the dogs are.”
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Letter from the Editor
A list of things you can find under this rock: Anti-hegelians, anti-Deleuzians, negation, Gummo, cats, cryptids, the original Planet of the Apes sequels, psilocybin, Chestnut blight, dutch elm disease, emerald ash borer beetle, the Great American Tree, Jim Morrisons’s 1978 An American Prayer, rush, Bleeding Kansas, freedom, rewilding, degrowth, wildflowers, corvids, meadows, field recordings,…