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My Summer in Cape Town: Or I’m Sorry for Using You
by Alok Vaid-Menon, ’13 They will ask you Whether your project can inflict ‘harm’ And you will respond: “minor discomfort” to expedite the review process Her name is Cym, And the arc of her smile...
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Nepantlera
by Aracely Mondragon, ’13 quedan 4 minutos con 36 segundos en esta llamada The process of calling my ‘ama Acaso no vivo en esa llamada? esperando desde el otro lado viviendo en mi fantasía que tengo...
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by Molly Gerrity, ’16 #1 I am ill Pallid with the stain of your misguided attention Like flowers in the winter, soft petals made to be hard and frozen in the snow I can’t call it bad. But it’s...
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by Alok Vaid-Menon, ’13 you are eighteen — give or take a few shots of espresso and one night stands — and you are sandwiched in the backseat of the car with the six suitcases you somehow convinced...
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by a Stanford student This poem is about my mother, who tirelessly juggles traditional roles of an Indian wife with professional demands of working in the Silicon Valley. I constantly wonder how India...
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by Lina Schmidt, ’15 This article originally discussed only the Boston Marathon bombing. Because it is being posted now, it has been revised to include some events of the past few weeks that are also...
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