A senior woman deconstructs a controversial epithet: Senior Washed-Up Girl.
Experiencing a Communist nation as an American tourist.
A tale for those who love not wisely but (not) too well.
"The Stars— they’re just like us!” Or are they? An analysis of the fabrication behind Adele’s relatable success, the Jennifer Lawrence effect, and the uncanny valley.
Things you didn't even know you should be worried about.
When I was seventeen I went duck hunting on a lake in the backwoods of Tennessee with my grandfather and uncle.
What makes a successful first date?
You wake up and the woman is gone. You wake up and the woman is on her hands and knees, keening Do you know where my eyes are? I can’t find them. You look and look. The expanse above her nose naked, fig-purple. You wake up and take your hands off one by one. Every...
Shall hold a life like a cupped palm, lash in the ocean. It knows the best exoskeletons protect the glass self sleeping inside. How to define oneself as a self that is only itself without the self it contained; the shell is itself because it holds, because it has not held, because...
bangs and pops, in videos on screens a number says something’s wrong black writing: they had guns you wince a repeated trope: men in black stand before yellow tape in a bath, red and blue supine bodies float on frames guided somewhere, not here as lights play pass in the street you’ve seen this performance...
Hipsterism is just as absurd in Hong Kong as it is in Princeton.