once it blooms, maguey dies like your hand in my back pocket hand in my hand tongue in my ear green to tan to gray to black and blue bruise crescenting your eyebrow beloved why won’t you look at me today? why will you only touch me in darkness? I am not jasmine, I do…
On Bajamed: Borderlands, Cuisine, and Multiculturalism in Baja California
Food holds the power to bridge cultural divides. Food, as a means of storytelling and community building, allows people to transcend borders and foster a deeper understanding and appreciation of diverse cultures. Baja Mediterranean cuisine (Baja Med), a northern Mexican culinary tradition, represents the art of fusion food, which serves as a bridge for the…
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Unauthorized Syllabi: The Word
I begin with love, hoping to end there. Recently, for an (alleged) society interview, I was asked the question “What is important to you?” With a combination of a desire to be truthful and a compulsion to be interesting, I said that language was very important to me. I don’t think they loved this answer….
Diamonds, Rust, and the Tender Lyrics of Joan Baez
by Victoria Vilton ’26 I first heard of Joan Baez through a friend of a friend. They had mentioned her in passing and I, attempting to avoid looking like an uncultured idiot, nodded along and pretended I knew all about her various contributions to the folk art scene. Truly I’d had no way of knowing…