Category: Reflections

Weight Watcher

“No matter how good my grades are or how well I do in my after-school clubs, I fight with my body.”

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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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Love Lessons

Wherein a Nass writer contemplates the influence of Disney on her burgeoning worldview.

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Saturday Afternoon

“We stood, then sat, like that for a while: just ourselves, so small. It made us feel so together and so apart, as if it were the first day we met.”

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On Trains

A Nass writer tackles trains, Monet, and a haunting feeling of passivity.

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On the Shore of the Amygdala

“It’s not the calm before the storm, but the cohabitation of serenity and calamity. It captures the future’s grasp on the present; anxiety is in the very air.”

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Zaide’s Office, Embodied

“I wondered what kind of philosopher he might have been, having known him only after his thinking and memory had become impaired.”

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Happy Birthday, Ronald Reagan

“His favorite food was jellybeans because they helped him fend off the desire to smoke. We eat none and smoke none, and congratulate ourselves.”

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Lights, Camera…Checkmate

A Nass writer considers Netflix’s miniseries The Queen’s Gambit.

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“That Tender Infinity” : Or, Fifteen Vignettes on Love

“When I saw him again for the first time in nearly thirteen months, we chatted as though no time at all had passed, as though we were still standing there, waiting for the train to arrive.”

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The Virtues of Friction

A visit to a meeting of the Anscombe Society, a conservative student group at Princeton.

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Friendship, Inside-Out

“I was never the kid to get tangled up in chatroom relationships and online communities like many of my friends in middle and high school. I repent now, for the way I invalidated, even in my own head, the authenticity of their attachments. Laughter over Zoom is still laughter.”

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