Tattooed Lothario: I would give her like a smolder look and she would have to sit down cuz her knees would be shaking and stuff.
Overheard over fine beers
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Confessions of a Construction Lover
“While every stony face dares to tell me why they are special, with ‘legacy’ and ‘history’ carrying such a heavy weight all around, the reduction to rubble provides an uncomfortable view, but a sight for sore eyes that are heavy from seeing just Victorian castles.”
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Where the River Runs II
The second part of a speculative fiction piece about heritage and rivers in a world without patriarchy.
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Hundreds Humbled by the First Year Move-in Experience
A satirical take on the chaos that was this year’s freshmen move-in.
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Perfect Places
“What is it about Eastern Europe that makes underage, emotionally vulnerable people think those harmful, dangerous thoughts? What is it about Eastern Europe that I still, despite all of this, miss so very much?”
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Fall Foliage: Full Design
This week, the Nass puts a play on for a dead son, starts a commune beyond patriarchy, learns the importance of trash bags
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Where the River Runs
A speculative fiction piece exploring a world after patriarchy and life beside a river made of metal.
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Will Be Gone
In this fiction piece, a daughter navigates her family’s grief and theater production after the death of her brother.
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A Cup Can Be a Bowl: Lessons from Outdoor Action
A curated list of hard-earned life lessons from one writer’s OA excursion.
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Tagaloa’s Odyssey
“The girl rifles through her thoughts, grasping for the reason behind the aching in her heart. And then there it is again, Tagaloa’s steady voice. “Come home.”
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Music for the 2020s: Nass Recommends DECIDE by Djo
Discover Joe Keery’s new album that encapsulates the absurdity, anxieties, and joys of Gen Z.
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Cold Spell
“an indecisive sea that steeps, stains / my shoes, once white, gore-aged / too far gone.”
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Passage in Enchanted Land: an Irish Travel Diary
“Infinite hues of green. A single bird. The gloaming sky. This country, a land with such quiet confidence in its magic.”