EVERY HOOFPRINT

It all began on September 9 at 8 p.m., when I discovered what I thought was a leak in my bathroom ceiling. Standing in a puddle with wet socks, I looked up—only to meet the beady gaze of a squirrel peering through the air vent and politely introducing itself by peeing on my freshly cleaned floor.

To my peers, and to my community, It was winter break, December 2024 and while my mind was reeling from months of late rent payments and struggles with college courses, my mother surprised me for Christmas with a flight to North Carolina. She moved months ago, and what little she knew of my struggle on campus, she knew less of my struggle on my own. I was scared to step away from so much responsibility, even for a few days. My mother’s worry is worse than any anxiety. I could

I let my anger get the best of me. Just like him. There are no words to describe being compared to someone your memories villainize. Though I knew my father beyond the anger, having one of your first memories of someone be something so traumatic doesn’t set a great tone, especially when you see them once a yNineteen. The last year of one's teens. The last chance to be a kid before the impending doom of your twenties begins to sink in. The age I am now and the age my father wa

Whether it is misremembering or a sickening form of nostalgia, something sinister hangs over memories of movies from our youth.  Never in my life has any current movie given me the same sense of primal fear as some childhood movies have given me. The heart racing and stomach sinking feeling that films like “Where the Wild Things Are” and “James and the Giant Peach” have given me have not been matched by any modern horror movie I have watched recently.  Yes, “Where the W

My weight enters the room before I do. It doesn’t matter if I’m having a good hair day. It doesn’t matter if I walk in with a smile on my face. It doesn’t matter if I’m wearing makeup. My body is the first thing people always notice. The first time I noticed I was different was when I was five. I was going on the bus to school and made friends with two twin sisters. The seat I sat in that day became my assigned seat on the bus. I didn’t know the choice I made would turn out t

I’m a huge food person. I love eating, I love cooking, and I love finding places that make me feel like life is just a little better after every bite. New Haven is known for its pizza, and it deserves the hype, but there’s so much more to eat here. Between school, shoots and long editing nights, these spots have become my go-tos. They’re the kind of places that feed both your stomach and your soul. OhK-Dog New Haven 21 Broadway, New Haven, Conn. 06511 If you’ve walked near th

Jade Dream Edwards-Figueroa. It's 24 letters, 25 characters that define who I am. Without a name I am simply just someone. I could be...

It’s 1:38 a.m., and outside my window the wind sways softly, making the trees sound like they’re whispering. In the dim glow of the screen, my mind drifts past this house and this world, reaching for the edges of reality where the multiverse might begin.

When I first met you, it was the kind of unexpected meeting we read about in romantic books.  It was never about looks.  It was the way...

Fandoms, often dismissed as “cringe” or embarrassing, provide a space for self-expression, creativity, and community, allowing fans to celebrate the stories and characters they love through fanart, cosplay, writing, and discussion. Projects like Red Hood: Resurrection and artists such as @hiikeu show that fandom dedication can result in high-quality, meaningful contributions that enrich both the original content and the communities that cherish it.

There are many museums in New York, and the one I was most familiar with as a kid was the American Museum of Natural History. You know,...