Byline: Juju Lane

Song of My Studio

“Most days I whack my shinbone on the coffee table /
When friends come over we drink whiskey and forget the rules of chess”

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Enfleshment

“If the body cares not for itself, / who would care for it? / What is the use / of wasted breath?”

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The Long and Short: Hair

“Every time I looked in the mirror, my cropped hair reminded me that I had suffered, had experienced something that none of my peers could comprehend.”

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Bruise

“First dusty lilac, hints of navy. / Sailing on the bay at dusk, aloft, / the dappled rising surface.”

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Big Hoe 2.0

Frist Chronicles: 24 hours in the Campus Center.

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Joy

She shrivels in a spotlight or a gaze, / shy in all her glory, / scared off by expectation.

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The Walk of Lame

“Those vodka shots wore off real quick– / A few more would have done the trick. / You’re freezing, and a little sad… / How many years left until grad?”

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NASStrology

In need of a cosmic perspective? Check out your Princeton-specific horoscope.

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Fleeting

“We spoke softly, as if not to disturb the sunset.”

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Mind the Gap Year

What’s cooler than doing Bridge Year? Anything. But also, this.

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