Short Story: A First-person Confessional

April 1, 2017 0

Disclaimer: this story is purely fictional.

I like people. I enjoy their differences, their similarities and their stupid habits that make them them. When I wander the streets in search of that perfect oasis of liquor and darkness, I can’t help but be drawn to people. It’s a demented beauty really. Perceived only in the mind’s eye, this appreciation of the molded figures that are just so malleable. I really like people.

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Half a Million Women, (Maybe) Ten Bathrooms: How I Ended Up Peeing in a Bag in Front of the Air and Space Museum

January 27, 2017 0

The night before the Women’s March on Washington Jan. 21, I sat with my mother and sister in our living room making picket signs for the occasion. My mom – the better artist – was putting the finishing touches on the globe she had drawn on my poster, which declared my reason for marching: Because I’m scared for our planet!

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A Liberal’s Guide to “Coming Out” to Trump Supporting Family

April 2, 2016 0

Written by Julia Clements

Illustrations by Yanuara Ramirez

As college age students, we are approaching our first Presidential election as voting-aged adults. As a political and historical geek, I have been counting down to this 2016 election since I was in grade school. I patiently awaited my time to actively participate in the political process as excitedly as a normal little girl might await her wedding day. A lot has changed since my distant observations of elections as a patriotic child. For one, to say that my political opinions have drifted from those of my family would be an understatement.

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Clarity

March 16, 2016 1

Written by Lindsay Hargrave

Illustration by Yanuara Ramirez

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Discovering my name in clarity,

And suddenly before me cavities of truth open and reveal themselves

Slowly and yet with a thousand different forces;

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