Randomly selected articles from this year's issue

Seaside Living

Erin Kenny, Queens College Student


If there is one place I choose to be, it’s at the beach. The salty scents fill the air as the warm sun on my face reminds me I’m grateful to be alive. The waves break and I panic for a second, but just keep swimming. I go home covered in sand every single time. I curse at it, as if the sand purposely wrapped itself in my sheet and towel and swimsuit. But there is something about sandy beach hair that always, always makes me smile. Hurricane Sandy’s name is far too appropriate. The water met the lands causing early erosion and left so many families with no place to go. Flames destroyed the memories people made, breaking hearts and homes. On November 2nd, I had the privilege of volunteering at Queens College where I personally met victims of this ...

I Write For My Rights

Mohammed Subhabi, Queens College Student


I write because many in history have written for various reasons. But whatever they may be: I write for my rights. Sometimes we write because we want to write and don’t know why. It all starts with a pen and paper, and most importantly the mind. The mind renders its thoughts on the paper. For me my rights are important, and everyone should know their rights living in America. In college we have to know our rights. I even believe there are rights for writers, copyright, and one shouldn’t allow others
to obtain and dismantle another person’s ownership. It is imperative as writers that we write 
and don’t stop because someone criticizes our work. As writers we have rights, but we should not be immune 
to respectful criticism that doesn’t allow the other person 
to speak in vulgar language against our work. As a writer I feel I write for my ...

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