Category: Arts

No Refunds after Fifteen Minutes

I. Barrage of right-handed hooks: Jesus Christ is Lord over Greater Orlando paints diamond fence; tee-shirt on man with bulge reads God is Good; top of tower, a neon cross – God is Love intersects Christ is Savior at the … Read More

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Eight Feet

“Has a dude ever peed in your vag?” This is the provocative question posed at the beginning of Eight Feet. In this engaging drama-comedy written by Rafi Abrahams ’13 and directed by Rachel Alter ’14, four college students trapped in a basement bedroom during a snowstorm find themselves reconciling this urine-related trauma.

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Genesis Belanger’s Commentary on the Insincerity of Condolences

A review of Through the Eye of a Needle, a sculpture exhibition at the Aldrich Contemporary Art Museum.

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Fleshed Out

Warm Up Drawing – ten minutes “Ten minutes on the egg-timer…and…go!” I barked softly. The carpeted block staged the model’s gangly flesh, her nakedness roosting on fuzzy gray institutional carpeting. Her back was slightly arched, and her breasts quivered over … Read More

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Weezer’s Summery Return

Having traded their 90s-style distortion and macho guitar riffs for piano and sad-boy vulnerability, Weezer is certainly stepping in a new direction.

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The Marvels of Creative Writing

A week ago, I sat down with famed Princeton creative writing instructor Gabe Hudson. Aside from being loved by his students, he is an Editor-At-Large at McSweeney’s and the author of Dear Mr. President. His work has appeared in The New Yorker, GQ, and The Village Voice, among other national publications.

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Two Poems

On Conception Love making ends bottoms in seats – Virgin beginning from another virgin taken, And all hands on 12-day old heart beats. Or pre-determined Dates, earmarked for ovial optimism By women of long aching maternity, are vesicles of syncopated … Read More

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A Translation by Elizabeth Abernethy

JESUS Either someone plays Mahomet or I quit! MOSES But you’re not taking into account the risks that that imports. If you make an actor incarnate Mahomet you’ll have fifteen thousand fatwahs on your back. JESUS When I do theatre, … Read More

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Summer Postmodern

The boy has black hair that’s clipped to be unkempt. From a mall bench, he eyes two girls, who wander past in the distraction of gossip and pre-ripped jeans. He wonders which he would prefer. But he stops himself, in … Read More

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Poems

Dear Julia, our discussion regarding why ants
can lift up such relatively massive bits of plants
was inconclusive. So was our fitful tête à tête.

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Sylvia

Sylvia
By Audrey Zhang
Pen and Marker on Paper, 11” x 14”, 2018

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Our Burger King

We would meet in front of the Burger King in Piccadilly Circus to go to West End nightclubs during August of 2004, me and two Spanish sisters from my old residence hall who shared a love of dancing and cheap drinks.

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