by Chelsey Little
It’s a subtle burning sensation you get when someone’s eyes are on you–you turn your head and there they are.

by Purun Cheong
Perhaps it was inevitable that, as two former New Englanders, we gravitated towards an orgy of gastronomical violence against shellfish.

English major Kendra Peterson sticks her finger in a dead man’s liver for class. Hey, it’s senior year.

by Rachel Kolb
Look your companion in the eye and lay out the ground rules. Slow down. Look at me. Speak clearly. Stop covering your mouth with your hands.

by Natalie Cox
Chickens are always dying. I realized this after a neighborhood dog ate our family’s third batch of pet poultry, and my parents decided to start buying chicks, in bulk by the dozen like grocery store eggs. These birds seem to die of everything, in the most grotesquely creative ways.