Oh, my dear babies. The ramen hair. The baby tees. The baggy cargo pants. The spaghetti-arms...
I knew I had an offer at 11:30 this morning.
However, I did not accept it until 30 minutes ago. The minute I read that email I shrieked, did a...
Will & Jaden Smith performing on the...
Everyone in seventh period was working on their sonnet essays. Classical music...
A poem taped to a bench outside Founders.
Ash Poem No. 16
Paris was reading an apple, which is, of
course, neither flammable nor ephemeral,
and so of no interest to us at this time.
I miss Wellesley and doing crazy, wacky, awesome installation art.
I miss Wellesley and doing crazy, wacky, awesome installation art.