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across the distance [lifestyle]

When I left California for Rhode Island, I said a permanent goodbye to a world where the people I held dear were amassed in one place. My relationships to them began to take root more in memory than in the present. Meanwhile, my love found new footholds with a sparkling web of college friends, whom ...


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nesting days [feature]

For thousands of days, I have woken to birdsong. The street where I grew up is flush with trees, some a century thick, that provide home to robins, cardinals, house finches, and mourning doves cooing in the blue-black of early morning. These birds scatter in my wake on morning walks. They snip at each ...


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in defense of pumpkin spice lattes [post-pourri]

Nowadays, the first thing I see through my window when I wake up is bright scarlet leaves adorning the tree that ripples in the breeze by Alumnae Hall. I refuse to leave my dorm without throwing on a baggy pullover or cable-knit sweater. If you encounter me anytime between the hours of 2 and 5 p.m., ...


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notes on the possibility of belonging [lifestyle]

On March 9, exactly seven months ago as I started writing this, I opened a Google Doc, titled it “post- lifestyle article (IK),” and began writing something which came to be called “Notes on the Possibility of Home.” The piece walked through ideas I’d collected on what it means to fit into ...


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to burst your bubble [lifestyle]

In typical unfortunate October fashion, I’m inundated with due dates and midterms and fighting to keep my head above water. Recently, I washed up on the third floor of List after midnight, sleepily typing out an email to my professor—the studio door was locked, dashing hopes of meeting yet another ...


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thinking of home [lifestyle]

The word “homesick” implies an illness—the disease of a constant longing to go home. However, this creeping feeling is more reminiscent of a sore muscle. Only when I am especially tired do I feel the tenderness and aches of trying to cling to my life back home. 


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get off my lawn! [lifestyle]

I was bouncing home along the cobblestones of this beautifully-old college town of ours, Seven Stars baguette in my tote, with just the implication of fall in the cooling air and the first curled leaves underfoot. It was a lovely night. I was ready to happily spend it alone, making garlic bread and ...




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