Category: General Content

  • The Taxonomy of Blankets

    The Taxonomy of Blankets

    Written by Kayla Hays. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. “We bought this for you,” said my mom, handing over a hot pink blanket which burned brightly in both the soft fabric and the forced femininity for my five-year-old self. Of course, I didn’t know to care at the time; I didn’t know to care that my blanket was…

  • Hollywood Doesn’t Know (and Doesn’t Care) What Real Teenagers Look Like

    Hollywood Doesn’t Know (and Doesn’t Care) What Real Teenagers Look Like

    Written by Kara Hildebrand (she/her)Graphic by Quynhmai Tran (she/her) – Flipping on an episode of Riverdale (totally ironically, of course), presents the unsuspecting audience member with a cast in their mid-to-late twenties lamenting about relatable teenager problems. The school dance got canceled, the boy next door doesn’t like me back, and parents are so controlling.…

  • The Philosophy of Suicide: Why Should We Choose to Live?

    The Philosophy of Suicide: Why Should We Choose to Live?

    Written by Justin PastranoGraphic by Asiyah Saeed. – Trigger Warning: I have every intention of being sensitive towards those who have been affected by suicide. This is a profound issue in our society that should be discussed. The target audience here is not for those who may be experiencing these issues. The Myth of Sisyphus…

  • The Freedom in Feminism

    The Freedom in Feminism

    Written by Jadyn Simental.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – Sometimes I catch myself deepening my voice to hide any form of femininity. I find myself eyeing make-up in stores, but then remember the time I was caught wearing it in high school and swore it was acne medicine. I talk about painting my nails with friends,…

  • Making Registration Less Painful

    Making Registration Less Painful

    Written by Ashley Mireles.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – Twice a year, students are asked to complete the grueling task of enrolling for classes. As spring registration looms once again, we must address the flaws with UT’s current system. UT is considered a world-class institution, but its registration system doesn’t reflect that. Outdated and disorganized, the…

  • Written in the Stalls

    Written in the Stalls

    Written by Frida Silva.Graphic by Asiyah Saeed. – “Since bathroom graffiti is done neither for acclaim nor money, it is the purest form of art. Discuss” I’ve always considered bathrooms to be an odd space. They uniquely exist in the wavering border between the public and the private, with only a flimsy stall door to…

  • Sibling Revelry: The Unexpected Joys of Quarantine

    Sibling Revelry: The Unexpected Joys of Quarantine

    Written by Eva Strelitz-Block.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – Jude is two years younger than me. According to family lore, the night he was born (literally in the room next door to my bedroom), I slept without waking for the first time ever. Characteristically, his arrival was noisy and chaotic. He has never once in his life…

  • The Only Thing to Fear Is Fear Itself: Horror Movies and the Social Consciousness

    The Only Thing to Fear Is Fear Itself: Horror Movies and the Social Consciousness

    Written by Alyssa Hiarker.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – We all know the horror movie experience: a darkened theatre, ominous music to set the mood, screams followed by a collective breath of laughter, strangers turned to friends as the tension builds with each new scare. There’s more to horror movies than just the moments of abject terror…

  • Placebos, Chaos, and the Semblance of Control

    Placebos, Chaos, and the Semblance of Control

    Written by Hayle Chen. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – For Allison, who told me I could absolutely write on a topic that I had never pitched to her before—you brought the best kind of control to this chaotic world. “To be in hell is to drift; to be in heaven is to steer.”  When addressing the…

  • Rage

    Rage

    Written by Marielle Glasse. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – There was a day when  The night wet the grass and  My feet came Stomping in to crush it all all those little green sprouts mocking our growth  So we decided to play god We kissed concrete  We hit the ground to  break it before   …