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A Haibun for our Fallen Leaves

“Short breaths are suspended like smoke, naked against the frail air.”

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The Glass Cracked

When the glass on a train cracks, strange and impossible things reveal themselves to the protagonist in this speculative fiction piece.

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A Trip to the Orangerie

“In many ways my trip thus far had been haunted by Benjamin; every glimpse of the underground Metro lights, the carefully planned streets, the dimly lit bookstores brought some passage, some fragment of prose from his works to mind.”

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All My Dreams Wrapped Up in a Little Ball

Chaos reigns alongside Homer Simpson in this writer’s Notes app dream journal.

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Last Summer

“Fairy-tales like this weren’t supposed to be true. He felt that if he didn’t say anything, then none of it was real. And if it wasn’t real, it couldn’t possibly be taken away from him.”

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Cartoons

Some cartoons for your Sunday pleasure.

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Tongue Tied

In-between three languages, a writer reflects on how study abroad has opened her eyes to the creative opportunities in language.

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Time to BeeReal: Full Design

This week, the Nass surveys ten movies, discovers the stories written in olive leaves, and juggles three languages.

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Flightlessness and Being Mine: On Black-Jewish Non-Belonging At Princeton

“I have to sift the hate out of Judaism where I can, the hate I have for myself, the hate other people have for us, and the hate I identify in certain Jewish communities directed toward women or Palestinians or Black people.”

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Through the Olive Trees: My Reconciliation with Science in Southern Italy

“…I entirely underestimated the potential of science to uncover stories about the past, to reveal a history that is not only a product of texts and photographs but of leaves, rocks, and landscape.”

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Arizona 06/13/2011

“the flash captures/our bodies/in eternal film”

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Freshman Fall Break in 10 Movies

Ten films, lots of hot takes — join one writer on a cinematic romp.

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