Yale Daily News

She would have walked the stage in May and left to walk another way, to forge ahead, but for that absurd lathe and its needless […]

April 14, 2011

A poem by Bryce Taylor.

April 13, 2011

“A straight line first,” my father said, “then turn ,egde eht teem uoy llit og — yaw rehto eht then back again, like oxen. Oxen […]

March 4, 2011

Much could be made of winter’s first real flurry (the way it breaks a bleakness up, disturbs a desolation lately caked on curbs and evening […]

March 4, 2011

De Armas. “Of weapons.” My half-Cuban mother’s maiden name. Which is conceivably related, in some murky hereditary way, to the fact that most of my […]

February 19, 2010

It was strange to hear that J. D. Salinger had died. I wasn’t sure how sad I was supposed to be. I’d never met the […]

February 1, 2010

All night, my eyes were downcast, tethered to books and papers and the computer screen. Enervating flatness. By the time my work was done, the […]

November 10, 2009

Last week, a band of courageous Yale students marched around campus and put their chalk to the concrete, advancing new names for those residential colleges […]

October 20, 2009

“Please do not expectorate in the drinking fountain.” This is the genial greeting you receive as you take a drink in the “Ace” Israel Fitness […]

October 13, 2009

Black metal spears, their tips pointed skyward, line Grove Street in legions. They form a fence, and behind them are graves. One might wonder, trudging […]

September 28, 2009

On Sunday, I was lost in the underground. Lost, specifically, in New York City’s subway system, tossed to and fro by the winds of railed […]

September 18, 2009