Category: Reflections

Urinalysis

I peed before I ever spoke.

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Naked

Monday evening at ten of seven, I finish my dinner at Rocky dining hall, walk down Witherspoon Street to the Arts Council of Princeton, and make my way to the theater on the second floor. Minutes later I stand in the center of the room on a podium, naked, with the eyes of a dozen middle-aged strangers trained on me.

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London Revisited

Settling back into old routines once again in London this summer made me think about my relationship with my old life after a year living in America. Although I was catching up with friends in similar ways and places to during my time at high school, this time all of us had come back from new places and lives so different to our old ones.

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You Are Dancing on a Slick Gym Floor

Watch the balloons sway in the center of the slick dance floor. You are here and you are not here, swaying yourself on too-thin heels and much too much mixed drink. Tie your hair back. You’re hopped up on hoping the ending of your night will deliver what the beginning has promised since you fished your junior prom dress out of the dorm closet you’re sure has moths.

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Robert F. Goheen

Robert Francis Goheen ’40, the university’s 16th president, died of heart failure at PMC, Tuesday, March 31. He was 88.

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Visualizing God

There is a debate among medieval Jewish philosophers about the permissibility of conceiving of God in physical form. Maimonides, heavily influenced by Aristotelian philosophy, lists the non-corporeality of God as one of the thirteen core principles of faith, and writes in his legal code that anyone who says that God has a body is a heretic with no position in the World to Come.

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Without Even Kissing

Thinking of you is like touching a dead bird: I know it can’t hurt me but I recoil for fear that somehow it might touch me back.

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You Look Healthy: The Veiled and Wounding Culture of Body Shame in Urban South Asia

How cultural ideals of thin, fair, and lovely are wounding South Asian women.

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Playing House at 18

“I played pretend at young motherhood, not bothering to correct the well-intentioned stranger(s) who asked, ‘it goes by so fast, doesn’t it?’”

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I Wrote A Thesis

I wrote a thesis. I wrote it and bound it and turned it in. I am proud of my thesis and I think I produced a piece of research that is interesting and substantial.

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Whitney Who-Ston?

Mourning the passing of a stranger.

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The Tunnel

People start asking some time around kindergarten. It’s the fault of those LL Bean monogrammed backpacks, so ubiquitous to the elementary school experience. “What does the E stand for?” I asked a friend as she set down her Nacho Cheese … Read More

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