Category: Reflections

The Belt and Its Key

Some of the problems of Sabbath observance.

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Confessions II

Raw thighs.

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In Kognito

On the failures of the mental-health training program for Princeton first years.

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The Neon God

Omens, names, and brushes with death.

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Lover of Mine

“I always loved her. I just didn’t always think highly enough of myself to justify this love.”

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What They Know

You don’t know that they know, too. You don’t know that they know that there’s that spot that if you brush it the right way reduces me to goose bumps.

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Traveling While Branded

For as long as I can remember, what people wear when they fly has fascinated me. My mother was a flight attendant, and whenever I saw her in uniform (pale blue blouse, dark navy slacks and vest, blazer with two silver stripes on the sleeves, wings and American flag pin on the breast) I knew she was going to leave.

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Meredith Root-Bernstein ’04 Reflection

“I loved reading the Nassau Weekly.”

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Telescoping Fear

We asked our stable of unstable writers to reflect on fear — personal, conceptual, metaphysical. They started with 300 words and narrowed focus and word count, by halves.

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Southampton

Finding a home in a haunted ghost town

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Whitney Who-Ston?

Mourning the passing of a stranger.

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The Literal Deadline

It it is January 14th, Dean’s Date. You are hunched over a 500-page anthology of Russian Literature, writing your final paper. The deadline is in 2 hours and 18 minutes and every second counts. You ask yourself, why?! Why did you leave these hunks of textual meat in the oven until the last possible second? Why do you always wait until the deadline?!

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