I’m thankful for antique stores and vintage shops, for the freedom to run my fingers over textured fabrics, read a page or two from an unknown author’s first edition, and test the weight of tarnished jewelry dripping with amber, amethyst, and aquamarine. I think, what made the throat of the now-deceased woman giggle as this amber necklace pressed heavy againsts her chest, what tidbit of gossip made her ears itch while wearing these amethyst earrings, and what did she conceal

If you need motivation in your life, just go watch the finish line of a marathon. People of all shapes and sizes, from different backgrounds, all hoping to do the same thing: cross the finish line. It's a symbol of triumph over resilience, and it shows the determination of runners who overcame the physical and mental challenges in order to reach it. Running is objectively an uncomfortable activity, and the farther you run, the more you can find out about yourself. It's easily

We as a nation are divided by many things, whether it’s by race, gender, religion, wealth, etc.—and at the end of the day, no one is treated fairly. However, there are those who treat others with respect, equality, and are accepting of others; and there are those who discriminate against others for looking , sounding, and being different. We can’t expect to be treated equally and fairly by everyone, even by our own governments. “If you think for one second that the capitol w

Ceramics is an art form I’ve been exploring since Fall 2025, and it’s a hobby I really found an interest in. As someone who is more of a visual and kinesthetic learner, I find working with clay to be an especially enjoyable and relaxing experience. I love learning how different techniques, pressures, and motions affect the shape and structure of my work, and I’m glad I can experiment while observing how it changes and responds to my movements, rather than simply learning thro

“Already long ago, from when we sold our vote to no man, the People have abdicated our duties; for the People who once upon a time handed out military command, high civil office, legions — everything, now restrains itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.” This is an infamous quote from the Ancient Roman poet Juvenal, from his work Satire X (c. 100 CE), which has been more recently and recognizably summarized in the expression “give them bread and c

If you’re into the anime scene, you’ve probably heard the buzz around the highly anticipated anime adaptation of Hirohiko Araki’s JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Steel Ball Run. For those unfamiliar with the franchise, JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure follows the multi-generational story of the Joestar family. The series is divided into parts, with each part focusing on a different Joestar with a different setting, cast of characters, and premise than the last. While each part tells its ow

Known for their intelligence and social behavior, the Raven’s history runs deep. All around the world, Ravens are known as the tricksters because they use their greed and wits to test out one's vulnerability. Ravens have developed strong bonds with humans throughout the years for many reasons. This is because “they possess high intelligence, strong facial - recognition skills, and a deep evolutionary history of living along-side people for food and survival.” The Ravens remar

It is ten thirty in the morning. I take the sieve from the kitchen drawer. The handle feels familiar to my fingers and palm I am reminded of the other times I've used my skills for the various people I hold dearly. Flour, clove, cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice fall through the holes of sieve and into a metal mix bowl. The mixture merges with butter, sugar, eggs, and pumpkin. I hear mom on the phone talking to my brother in Spanish as I am chopping bars of dark chocolate to pou

Among the pumpkins, beneath the autumn sky, I held my little boy’s hand as the moments passed by. The world felt softer, the air felt sweet, With golden leaves and dirt beneath our feet. Pumpkins resting in rows on the ground, Little joys and laughter all around. The smell of warm food drifting through the air, And for a little while, nothing else mattered there. Then came the train, so little and slow, Carrying us through a world painted gold. With my son beside me, watching

Wes Craven’s Scream (1996) didn’t just revitalize a dying slasher subgenre; it completely reinvented the architecture of modern horror. By injecting sharp, meta-fictional wit into Kevin Williamson’s brilliant screenplay, the film delivered a culture-shifting masterpiece that remains the ultimate gold standard for self-aware cinema. It managed to subvert every established rule of the genre while simultaneously executing them with terrifying precision. The film grips audience

I wake up in the morning just like any normal person does. My alarm blares at 6 am, and I hit snooze, naturally, cause girl, let’s be so real right now. There is absolutely nothing I need to be doing at six in the morning. Eventually I drag my fat ass out of bed, walk to the bathroom before I have even brushed my teeth. Fifteen minutes have passed. Just me, standing in front of a mirror. Now, you might think I'm admiring myse

r/Am I overreacting? -My Dad won't give me some of their food, and it makes me feel like he doesn't love me I don't see why I cannot have a tiny bit of the food my dad eats; I only want a little bit. They claim it's because "I'll just ask for more," but they are my caretaker. It is his job to give me food. He can't honestly think that two full meals and a couple treats are enough to keep me healthy, right? Doesn't he love me?! Grandpa gives me bits of his food whenever I