Sections

Introspection

Daye: A Woman Who Untangles Roots

By Dalal Hassane

Good Grief

Asian Non-American?

Other People’s Pups

To Pay Attention

Orders of Magnitude

What It Means to Lead The Harvard Crimson

In a way, you take an oath when you are elected to this presidency, even if you don’t realize the depths of its demands at the time.

Time in a Bottle

I’d never had a real fight with my dad before, but this was a long time coming.

Trying to Remember Louise Glück

I find myself returning to poems like “The Silver Lily” and “Witchgrass” for their drastic reimaginings of time — the eternal way perennial plants experience the cyclicity of seasons, or the striking temporality of the fragile flower. It is in light of this that her death feels strangely unreal, its finality in tension with the timelessness of her words.

Tunnel Vision

On my phone, I collected gold coins and hoverboards instead of accolades and exam scores; I traded these tokens for score boosters instead of writing mentorships. Eventually, I realized that I had sworn off one endless run only to replace it with another one.