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Photo via Washington Post - “ Members of the Army, Marines and National Guard  in the District remained on patrol in the capital until April 16. (UPI)” Revolution seems ever more daunting as I learn the language of politics. My head feels heavy on my shoulders, with migraines spurred on by the latest newscycle. I think about my place in this world and feel small. I feel scared. So many of us are. Some of us are immediately threatened by state violence, and many of us feel pow

(Photo by Anaylee Hough) Reminiscing is a bittersweet feeling. With all the snow and gloom that we are getting here in the north recently, I can’t stop thinking about the sunny South. I went to South Carolina with my family to visit my great aunt, whom I’d never met before, in a small town called Summerton. My grandmother was born and raised there, and I had never been to the South before, so I was excited for a change in scenery as a girl from the city that never sleeps.  Wi

Photo Credit to Garret Morrow on Pexels Throughout your life, there are going to be certain objects that weave themselves into your individuality until they become something more. They become a part of your everyday routine, your ideals of comfort and a part of your identity.  For me, that object is a pair of Skullcandy Crusher Evo headphones. I've had them for years. They aren’t anything too flashy… the cushions have lost some of their fluff, the bass doesn’t boom as loud an

Photo Credit: Djemima Duvernat Contributing Writer Juliet Legassa The shift happens almost instantly when a breaking headline drops, and within minutes, social media stops being just social media. Suddenly, selfies and the highlight reels of people's lives get buried under bold-font infographics, urgent captions and the same posts copied and pasted across everyone’s story. It’s like you can see the moment your timeline turns political.  Suddenly, it feels like if you’re not r

Welcome to Azam’s literary scrapbook. While most photo albums consist of pictures, this scrapbook will be full of words. It’s not quite a diary, although in appearance it may read like one. Here remain calculated entries of memories, adolescent lessons and human experiences translated into literary meaning. There is no other place to begin such a series than with someone I know who has been there for it all. For me, she ties many loose threads together. In life friends often

My mother always told me I was beautiful. I was her perfect gift, and nothing would change that, but I never fully believed her.   As long as I can remember, I have been the “bigger” one in a family of gorgeous, slim women. I was the odd one out. I remember always being aware of my size, but it finally got to me in middle school.   “Jade, you would be so pretty if you were skinny.”  I was told this so casually by a boy in my class, no older than 13. That was the moment I real

I get to take advantage of Horseshoe’s publication schedule for this piece. This is going to be a special one because today is my mother’s birthday. I thought due to the fate of a new edition falling on March 6, I should choose to take the time to write about the woman who is the reason why I have a passion for writing today. For holidays in the past, whether it was Mother’s Day or her birthday, I had taken it upon myself to write my mother sentimental poems to go along with

Photo Credit - University of New Haven International student enrollment has plummeted at the University of New Haven. The university experienced a 17% loss in revenue between 2024 and 2025. After a year of contentious financial restructuring, the university is going ‘all in’ on Artificial Intelligence, looking to regain student enrollment. Admission data at the university show a dramatic enrollment decline from 9,000 to 6,000. International students were often attracted by th

Photo Credit: Haley Appell There are times when a song hits so close to home that you feel as if the artist wrote it specifically for you. Maybe it goes even farther than that. It feels like the artist has a secret camera that has been following you around and has studied your interactions and emotions.  And as they watch the footage, the artist writes little notes in their journal, and they use your everyday experiences as inspiration for their music. And now they released a

Photo Credit: Djemima Duvernat Photo Credit: Djemima Duvernat Photo Credit: Djemima Duvernat I have always loved riding the train. There is something about watching the world move through the windows while I sit still that makes me think about everything and nothing all at once. As houses blur past, I get a glimpse of people’s lives, and I get to decide whether it is a happy one or if I would want to be them in that specific moment.  A woman hangs laundry in her backyard. Chi

Photo credit: United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs (public domain) Bob Dylan's 1980s work is often seen as inherently poor, yet Dylan fans far and wide treasure his high points as much as his low ones. While some great music was released by Dylan in this decade, much of it was not well-received at the time. “Blind Willie McTell,” arguably one of Bob Dylan’s greatest compositions, emerged from this period, as part of a lost demo from 1983’s Infidels studi

Photo Credit to Pavel Danilyuk When it comes to presentations in school, I like to describe them as “hit or miss” experiences. I feel like that phrase is a good descriptor for the overall feeling of giving a presentation. Some people don’t mind them; this acts as their golden moment.  This moment of confidence demonstrates their knowledge of an intended topic. You can even see it in their eyes when they realize that it wasn’t so bad, and they had nothing to worry about. For o