Fiction - page 11

  Stimson. Plain and docile by day. Dark and menacing at night. She was top dog, with a dining hall and large … Keep Reading

Based on a true story seen on the corner of Fifth Avenue New York.  On the corner I sat with a little … Keep Reading

Hi! I’m Julia Haworth, a first-year Communications major. Last semester, Neassa Hunt began writing bathroom reviews, but she has since graduated, and … Keep Reading

“Your shirt smells like Stimson,” someone tells you. There’s not a specific smell that you can pinpoint as smelling like an entire … Keep Reading

  i love our soft forms of resistance quick kisses in the hotel hallway laughing together while getting eaten by mosquitoes touching … Keep Reading

Today we got our final message from The Department. It came through right in the middle of our weekly U.S. History lesson. … Keep Reading

I suppose it’s a bit redundant to call it the “Stimson Dining Hall bathroom” because Stimson is no longer a dining hall. … Keep Reading

“Ninth month, feels like june,” your goose coat, fixed-gear bike stops. What’s under that skin?   Covertly shielding tampon squeezes, oozes through. … Keep Reading

By now, I feel like most people have something of a grasp on what I look for in a bathroom. If you … Keep Reading

Good morning. Last night, I found out something potentially life-changing. Remember how I said that Jake seemed to be semi-regularly stealing from … Keep Reading