Home lies in the wrinkles on the corner of my father’s eyes, In the tremor and resonance of his quaking belly in response to his own jokes. It shines and captivates through my mother’s smile, Protests in the deep caramel tone of her arms that nursed me. Minutes and hours of commodified work, Entire revolutions…
DOWN asked an assortment of Catholic Latinas what things should be treated with the respect as sexual virginity. DOWN then asked Catholic Latinx students how they treat those same items. Your car “I give all my friends free rides in my car. At least 3 people are in there at any time. The car rides…
by Sohum Pal It may be that we are trapped in some self-parody of university bureaucracy. That seemed the case to me when I opened President Salovey’s email this past Friday, which stated that after reviewing the Report of the Committee to Establish Principles on Renaming, Salovey had appointed yet another committee to reexamine the…
by Tran Dang “You have to worry about yourself first. Don’t worry about anything else,” my mother told me over the phone one evening last November, in response to my attempt to explain the protests that defined the campus. Although my Vietnamese often splinters under the weight of topics with substantial social commentary, my mother…
by Azaria King, Amani Hill, Me’Lena Laudig, Chevonne Parker, Ambre Dromgoole, Gabby Cudjoe Wilkes, and Ikenna Nzewi In attending the Black Panther Party 50th Anniversary conference, we as students from Yale reclaimed part of the Party’s history and a legacy of resilience. Nowadays, we are constantly reminded of how much further we have to go…