college

Three, Two, One, Sober

It wasn’t the joke. It was the feeling of being in on it. We’d trickle out from one room and …

Exiting the Beinecke

For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too. —Virginia Woolf   I had grown used to …

Word Count: 150

The whiteness depresses me. My eyes stare into the piece of paper I have torn out from my notebook, and …