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 ...

Left Hook, Write Cross

Phillip Giarraffa, Counselor, the Percy E. Sutton SEEK Program at Queens College

I originally wrote parts of this reflection last November to share with my students. It served to explain how writing was inexplicably dormant in my life for many years and how the death of a boxing legend caused me to remember how this wasn’t always so. My expectation for sharing it here …well maybe it is to wake you up too! When boxing great Joe Frazier died, a part of me awoke! It has been over a year since Smokin’ Joe’s death but the news still hits me like one of his left hooks. At the time what hurt most, at least for me, was how little notoriety the Philadelphia fighter’s death received on our local news channels. I felt that one of boxing’s all time greats deserved more than the 60 seconds allotted but in coming to know more about ...

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