“You don’t look sick”

Emma Eriksen I’m fourteen, wrapped in a hospital gown and shivering at the antiseptic chill of the room, watching as the doctor chats with my mom like I wasn’t there. After spending an hour collecting my vital signs, asking me questions, asking my mom questions, and palpating my abdomen, all interspersed with long waits, heContinue reading ““You don’t look sick””

My complicated relationship with femininity

Swara Tewari // When I was a little girl, I used to excitedly don all the frilly dresses my mom bought for me, and wear matching butterfly hair clips. I used to play with dolls and twirl around the living room, pretending I was a princess. When asked what my favorite color was, I wouldContinue reading “My complicated relationship with femininity”

A Time to (Un)Learn: A Brief History of Sexaul Assault Awareness Month

Alexandra Gray // This past month was Sexual Assault Awareness Month. Ironically, and somewhat fittingly, I was unaware of this until this year. Upon reflection, I realized that there is still a taboo surrounding the discussion of sexual assault and survivor stories. Even with the explosion of the “Me Too” movement, a lot of peopleContinue reading “A Time to (Un)Learn: A Brief History of Sexaul Assault Awareness Month”

An Informal Apology to Taylor Swift

Katie Caracciolo // I would like to apologize. Not for anything I’ve done to you personally, nor because I think you deserve it, but because I finally see what I was missing. I know little of you, what you stand for, or what you love, but over the past several months, your voice has becomeContinue reading “An Informal Apology to Taylor Swift”

Cinematic Capsize: A Sexual Assault Story in 7 Parts

Rayelyn Mallari // Content Warning: The following poem contains themes of sexual violence, suicide, and PTSD that may be traumatizing or uncomfortable to some readers.  Part I – Here Lies My Silence  September  Sixth grade I’m the girl in the cafeteria  plastic gloves and a hair net Wiping down tables  I see him As I’mContinue reading “Cinematic Capsize: A Sexual Assault Story in 7 Parts”

On Uniformity

Katie Caracciolo // 8/31/2015 On the first day of seventh grade, I confront my reflection in the mirror: the epitome of middle school awkwardness. Barely there blonde hair hangs down over my forehead, pimples freckle my chin, and horrible plastic glasses frame my nearsighted eyes. But my recently-tightened braces shine bright in the mirror, becauseContinue reading “On Uniformity”

The Scale

By Karlie Smith // [TRIGGER WARNING: The following content mentions/alludes to eating disorders and mental health] At approximately 7:30 am, my day begins. Barefooted and stripped of heavy clothing–I tiptoe into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Reaching under the stool, I quietly remove the hidden scale from its current designated location. Thought youContinue reading “The Scale”