Monthly Archives: November 2018


By Ameya Okamoto There’s something very unnerving and strange about the dichotomy between the extra-ness, flamboyance, and allure of bougie New York City and the blank walls, repetitive buildings, and overheated, overdue, long bus rides to East New York – where sweat stained uniforms, bad school lunches, broken pencils, and […]

Preparing for the Urban Classroom


By Christine Kelly Every pore in my body was sweating profusely as I nervously attempted to communicate with my host family for the first time. Our supervisors organized a fiesta at the hostel for all of the participants to meet their new families. My eardrums rang from the sound of […]

The Language of Laughter


By Kamil Krukowski Journey. What does that word mean anyway? A voyage thousands of miles away from home? Hundreds of hard won steps towards an ultimate goal? A dozen chance encounters or a handful of impactful relationships? Maybe it’s a combination of all the above, or something else entirely. One […]

Forks



by Faizah Wulandana Dear Faizah, I remain connected to you through our memories. I re-envision the nights we spent lying in bed past 1 AM, thinking about those college applications that we really should get started on but can’t bring ourselves to do. I can still feel my stomach sinking […]

A Letter to My Past Self



By Zach Everett I found a fountain last week. No special fountain or anything like that. I was just a fountain. Three tiers, stone color, nothing new. But for whatever reason, the fountain became the immediate center of my attention. It was surrounded by a perfectly landscaped garden. The red […]

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