Just got ghosted on Hinge: It doesn’t matter, the life is ruined already.
Overheard through Telegram
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MONOLOGUES
“Zach Feig ’18 is organizing a staged reading of monologues, submitted anonymously by students at Princeton, about their struggles with eating, eating disorders, nutrition, weight loss, weight gain, and dieting. The project’s goal is to generate conversation and community around maintaining a healthy relationship with food. The Nassau Weekly has worked with Zach to showcase…
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Just a Pain in the Ass
“Granny Annie had devoted her life to others in a manner that was awe-inspiring. Even winds upward of 100 miles per hour and torrential rain could not stymie her optimistic spirit, the hope that coursed through her family’s veins.”
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Workers’ Town Hall
“Service workers are fundamentally underpaid in light of the rising cost of living in New Jersey. The wages that they receive, while on an hourly rate higher than most other service workers, do not reflect the fact that they live in the fifth most expensive state in the country… Change is possible, but only through…
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Nasturtiums
“They were like glass eyes, not really looking at me but looking beyond me. And that was the moment the cold sweat washed over me. This wasn’t Max. He wasn’t here.”
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Roach
“Civilizations come and go, people die, kings conquer, and continents shift, but the cockroach is there, in the shadows, making its mark on all of them. That’s a dream in itself.”
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Familiar Flavors
Last September, I went to Trenton for the first time to apply for a Social Security number. Every time I visit a new place, I make sure to try one of its highest-rated restaurants on Yelp. Of course, Trenton was no exception. As I waited for my Uber to pull in on Nassau Street, bright…
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Love According to Gabriel García Márquez
“Love is a breath, and a surprise, and the common space between two solitudes, and two bodies.”
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Reflections from the Backlog —
“There’s always summer to/think/realize/laze./There’s always summer/and the year after that/and the year after that/and the year after that/and the rest of our lives.”
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A Yellow Ribbon
This piece was originally written for a freshman seminar “Poverty Policies and the Dispossessed in America” in December 2017. It has been published to honor April 16th, 2018, which marked the 4th anniversary of the sinking of Sewol Ferry. Spring is the season of life. Yellow forsythias adorn the streets and forests of South Korea…
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In Search of the Best Açaí Bowl
“At Princeton, sometimes it feels as though carbs are ubiquitous. Sometimes it’s difficult to bring to mind the last time we ingested a fruit or vegetable that wasn’t in the form of ice cream or dried into a chip. This is exactly what made the introduction of açaí bowls to campus so exhilarating.”
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Le Syndrome de Paris
“I look out my bedroom window and admire Sacré-Cœur. The clouds inch past, the sky pales, then blushes, and before I know it the Eiffel Tower is alight, flashing like a jolly giant steel Christmas phallus. Every hour on the hour.”
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Martinus Young, I had a crush on you when I was five.
“A quotidian damage. Consolidating into a tiny scar; a crescent moon./Now, that’s the only trace I have left of you, Martinus Young.”
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Latter Genesis
“I don’t make that the answer, because, though mine a fraction of yours,/belief still blossoms when it isn’t too cold.”