Teo Soares
SOARES: Off the deep end

I turned 22 last Friday. I had seen it coming — birthdays tend to fall on the same day every year — but the first […]

SOARES: We are young

My bout of blepharospasm began a few weeks ago, on a Saturday morning, when I woke up hungover and tired but unable to fall back […]

Indivisible

The first characters to appear were pipe players. They wore black berets and red kilts and thick black socks that rose to their knees. There […]

SOARES: Not forgetting 9/11

Forgetting usually takes a transitive form. Unlike intransitive verbs — “to stand,” “to wait,” “to live” — which don’t take objects, “to forget” often describes […]

SOARES: Finding happiness in cliches (and God)

Once during my freshman year, I saw in the Silliman dining hall a flier that showed the picture of a senior. The senior had, I […]

SOARES: Clever headline goes here

This is called a lede because it’s supposed to lead readers into my column. It succeeds despite the odds. Here I introduce my topic. Gender-neutral […]

SOARES: Status update

Things happened while I was off: A Yale grad shook Bill Clinton’s hand. A high school friend decided to pursue his Ph.D. at Texas A&M […]

SOARES: Subletter wanted

Back when my bathroom had a ceiling, it dripped. The drip was intermittent, innocuous at first. But its persistency persuaded me to place a pot […]

SOARES: Naming Yale

I don’t really go to Yale. I go to a school up north. On the East Coast. Like an hour forty from New York. I’ll […]

SOARES: At home in the workplace

Are you firm-minded and not warmhearted? Not an applauder, but a dissector? An analyzer and not a sympathizer, and more of a judge than a […]

SOARES: An indignation not our own

The prologue is by now familiar: A star athlete and stellar student, Patrick Witt spent half of last November debating whether he would attend his […]