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Introspection

Qué Viva Chávez
Politics

Qué Viva Chávez

Endpaper: Valeria
Endpaper

Scar Tissue

I don’t remember how the scars started.

Endpaper

Baxter

To my brother, I am no longer Rebecca. She left a handful of years ago (neither one of us remembers precisely when) to be replaced with Baxter: her slightly more eccentric, playful counterpart.

Endpaper

Nineteen Going On Nine

The start of our night could have come straight out of one of Non Sequitur’s “Famous Last Words” strips. The ones where the last phrases people utter before they find themselves six feet under are etched on gravestones over their heads for all eternity: “Let’s go on an adventure…”

Marina Molarsky-Beck
Endpaper

Taking Up Painter

I spent the summer before my senior year of high school walking past the same painting every day. A woman ...

On Campus

Modern Love: My Secret Admired

I have always wanted a secret admirer. In high school my friend Millie had one. As we were assembling our ...

Scrutiny

El Brillante

The place does not have the glamorous, intricate interior one might expect from a European café. Rather, it features a scuffed linoleum floor, photographs of meal combos hung along the walls, and metal-topped bars that stretch the length of the narrow eatery.

Scrutiny

The Bottom of the Dog Pile

Even families have hierarchies—I mean look at the Kardashians. My family hierarchy has always been clearly defined. My mom was the boss with the wallet, my brother just bossed me around, and I was the bottom of the bucket: the chump of the family. Then we got a dog.

Scrutiny

Speeches Past

Woven throughout his speech, Obama referenced great prose of the American past. “My fellow Americans”: He quoted John F. Kennedy. “We the people”: He harkened back to the American Constitution. “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” reminded his listeners of this country’s Declaration of Independence.

Scrutiny

The Cost Of Becoming A Real Woman

It’s day 29 of being home for winter break, and I am starting to get a taste of what it’s going to take to become a real woman living in the real world. I have high hopes of eventually being employed someday. If it happens, it will be magical.

Scrutiny

Diet Soda

The only beverage available in chemo is ginger ale, and it is diet.

Introspection

The Word: Inoculation

I am the whitest kid I know. From the pale skin, to the boat shoes, to the taste for pop ...

In The Meantime

Image

J Term

On a Road

In the mountains behind the football stadium in Berkeley, Calif. lies a narrow dirt path that the students call Fire Trails.

J Term

Street View

During my first semester of college I constantly talked about New York. I told everyone who would listen about my favorite Indian restaurant, about the Astroturf field behind my high school where we ate lunch (even on 20-degree days), about the East Village community garden where I wiled away hot summer afternoons.

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