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Clif Bars

I reach into my bag, the wrapper crinkles, and, suddenly, I think I want to climb a mountain. Well, I take that back. I’m rather un-athletic, my legs are disproportional to my body, and recently I’ve developed an incessant rattling cough, so I know that that’s a poor idea.

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The New Jersey Border

How the town of Princeton and other New Jersey cities just shy of sanctuary status negotiate safety for undocumented immigrants.

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Heroin and Hilfiger

The suburban resurgence of a lethal and addictive drug.

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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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Nass Recommends: Riverdale

When corny becomes profound.

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On Losing Her

Reviewing Junot Diaz’s newest, having read it in _private_.

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Carmen in the Sunset

Sitting on the veranda with her coffee cup, Her grey hair braided up,
The lonely lady Carmen turns her eyes up

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#Nassau #Weekly #NassauWeekly

“We’d love to have you on our team! Don’t think of it as working for the Nass; think of it as letting the Nass work for you.”

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Homecoming

Upon first mention of break, you tell your mom how excited you are to see her again.

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Swift’s Circus

When Taylor Swift pranced onto the stage dressed in a white circus ringmaster’s costume at the most recent Grammy Awards, I thought fleetingly that perhaps this girl was not Swift, but rather Britney Spears performing an homage to her 2008 album Circus. This fantasy was quickly quashed as the first twangs of “We Are Never Getting Back Together” filled the auditorium.

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Spring 2011 Course Guide

__ARC 269 / EEB 269__
Owl City: Could It Happen?

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They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?

Every Thanksgiving, the rest of America puts a turkey in the oven and sprinkles marshmallows over sweet potatoes. They sleep in late, watch football. Or so I would imagine.

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