Yale Daily News

He wears good-boy cologne. The type that reminds me of sweet tulips and red berries and honey. The type that my mom would like and […]

October 14, 2021

To the professor whose car I bumped this summer:  I apologize, deeply and sincerely. As you probably know, your car was beautiful, and I hope […]

September 23, 2021

  If you are reading this, I suppose you’ve already spent hours daydreaming about finding love at Yale. How’d I know? Well, I was a […]

May 29, 2021

His words are rushed, his phrases slurred, his lips moving rapidly as if he’s almost out of breath. He flips to the next slide, and […]

May 21, 2021

I’m lying flat on my back on our living room floor. The lights are off and the room is dark. Apparently I’ve been killed, but […]

April 1, 2021

It’s crowded. The room is full of people — sweaty, smelly human bodies brushing against each other and knocking into one another, mumbling rushed apologies […]

March 12, 2021

I would like to preface this article by saying that if you have somehow managed to find yourself in a serious, committed relationship: congratulations. You […]

February 18, 2021

He asks if I’ve finished the week’s problem set. I laugh. No. I don’t elaborate.  We eat our last two slices of barbecue chicken pizza, […]

February 4, 2021