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Symmetry in a World Out of Kilter
Featured Illustration: Lena Shevchuk “When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” -Khalil Gibran . . . My father would have appreciated the symmetry of the date he died — 12.1.21 — and would have commented on Read more
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“Nightcrawler” and Ethical Photojournalism at the Capitol Riots
Featured Illustration: Reza Bassiri I still remember exactly what I was doing when the Trump-supporting domestic terrorists stormed America’s Capitol. I was watching the neo-noir psychological thriller Nightcrawler on a Zoom call with my friends and the third act of the film had just started. We were so engrossed in the film that we hadn’t Read more
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New Name
Featured Artwork: Upasana Agarwal Harami My 10-year old Urdu vocabulary didn’t include that word. I didn’t know what it meant. Other than its root, haram: not allowed, wrong. So I had figured the shrill woman who flung the word at me was insulting me. But I didn’t care. If me slapping her son for touching Read more
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Let’s Talk About Intrusive Thoughts
Featured Illustration: Aasma Qureshi Trigger warning: discussion of intrusive thoughts . . . Sometimes my thoughts scare me. It’s not uncommon that I’ll be doing something mundane and a frightening thought suddenly appears in my mind. Quite often I ruminate on them and they get stuck on an uncontrollable loop so intense that I want Read more
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PCOS and Its Impact: How Having Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome Affects More Than Just The Menstrual Cycle
Featured Illustration: Marta Pucci When I first started my period, I was nine-years-old. It disappeared for months after that first time, and in all the years following, I can’t even accurately tell you what day I will actually be on it. Since I started puberty, I have suffered from moderately severe depression and severe anxiety, Read more
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Beneath The Stairs
Featured Artwork: Adrian Delgado We used to rent out the basement in my house. There, through the golden columns and bronze pyramids of despair and dreams they strode in. The pearl painted chippings of lands that once were laid at their feet. Underneath their soles were eternities of ancestors waiting for their return. They carried Read more
