by Laura Plata Wandering around campus in a slightly too large parka during Bulldog days, I remember entering La Casa and feeling slightly bashful from the overwhelming response I received from the students there. The joy on their faces to hear that I was an admitted student was only slightly less than their excitement to…
by Daad Sharfi I had never been surrounded by so many Muslim writers before. I walked into a lecture hall tucked away in the City College of New York School of Law to attend the Muslim Writers Collective’s first open mic of the year–The Storyteller’s Resolution. I was not prepared for the three hours of…
by Ashia Ajani Right before the deadline to submit documents for the Baltimore mayoral race, Black Lives Matter activist and self-described “child of Baltimore” DeRay Mckesson entered his information and joined the fray. DeRay is a Bowdoin College graduate who taught sixth grade math at Minneapolis Public Schools until quitting his job March of last…
by Kodi Alvord I am a Yale student. This means that every morning I wake up, brush my teeth, take a hot shower, and fill my water bottle in the dining hall before I attend class. For me, this is my routine. For residents of Flint, Michigan, this is a luxury. In the past few…
by Carlene Ervin Last week I was a competitor in the “Don’t-be-triggered-by-disturbing-Facebook-content-Olympics” when I stumbled upon a particularly perplexing article. Let’s just say I came in last for my event. A white man’s picture is next to Michael Jackson. On first glance I think, “Is this going to be some bullshit ass article about the…