The Blocklist

The things we hate this week, every week.

Little Deaths

In my life, I’ve experienced little death. Not little death as in “la petite mort,” as in orgasm. Little death as in few funerals. As in only my grandfather’s. He’s been dead since August and ashes since September. My grandmother delayed the memorial until November, when her family could fly to Oregon and grieve together. 

Little Deaths

In my life, I’ve experienced little death. Not little death as in “la petite mort,” as in orgasm. Little death as in

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December 3rd, 2023

Why Do You Like It? Arts by Cal Barton CourseTerror: The Perils of Course Registration  Opinion by Emily Aikens Nic Cage: Your

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Why Do You Like It?

A painting: three regions of color: dirty-green, pink-yellow, purple-pink. Mark Rothko, Untitled. Finished in the early 1950s. It lives at the Tate

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Carving through the Stress

The only time during the semester when it’s safe to say midterm season is over is now: the two-week scramble and tumble

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Preferably New York

The Optional Practical Training (OPT) is the single most nerve-wracking aspect of being an international student. OPT documentation is what allows international

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1+1

A story adapted from my mom’s high school diary. It’s written in Persian—it’s been so long since my mom has been to

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November 12th, 2023

Faux Pas Voices by Gavin Guerrette Metamorphosis, through jpegs and wool Voices by Kaylee Chen Tony P: Consultant, Influencer, Cool Guy? Reflections

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A Different Kind of Cold

With the coming of the cold weather, I have been spending many long hours doing homework in front of the lovely fireplace

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STOP! NUT?

An unavoidable part of growing into a teenager is the dreaded Talk. The Talk where you sit and squirm in front of

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Reverie, Revera

My best friend used to be Peso, the medic penguin from Octonauts. On quiet nights, we would stay up together under a

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Faux Pas

He wiped away the beads of sweat above his eyebrows and pushed back his thinning hair before opening the car door. Stepping

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Questions on Blood

CATHERINE OPIE TALK 5PM DOWN THE RAMP is what the chalk blares at me from a sign propped a little too low

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Reflections About Sharing Art

On the final day of my first year of college, the night consumes me. Beneath a star-studded sky, memories and emotions well

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Happy Holidays, Mate

In the land “Down Under,” the beginning of the holiday season entails a long, irritating ride to the beach. On the radio,

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Phenomenology of The City

“This is the train to: Grand Central. The next station is: Grand Central.” The Metro-North speaker rings loud and clear—a voice distinctive,

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Nailed Down

After seven years of eating minimal meat, my teeth and tongue have tasted more of my own skin than that of any

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Haircut Hindsight

The lockdown of 2020 was a time for transformation. As my friends took it upon themselves to enter new hair phases, I

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Your Dreams, On Apple Juice

In The Doors of Perception, Aldous Huxley documents taking the psychedelic mescaline and describes the enlightenment gained from his experience. Ken Kesey

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Decomposition

I don’t quite know what to call this time in my life It’s fall. I knit a sweater. I keep a bag of

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Pathways

Sunday mornings had always been reserved for debrief sessions and hangover munchies; you would lay beside me, I would explain my most

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November 5th, 2023

“Computer Crossdressing”: Charting the Trans Digital Archive Features/Fronts by Hannah Szabó How the Environmental Humanities Could Solve Climate Change Features by Ingrid

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Requiem for a Crybaby

It is three days before my twentieth birthday, and I’m sitting inside Atticus Bookstore Cafe, looking for the right words to describe

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First Year, First Fall

When I went home for fall break, I looked through my old journals, from the first-grade diary with a lock and puppies

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Obituaries

OBITUARY: DURFEE’S CHICKEN TENDERNESSLucy Santiago Durfee’s has been closed for three years now, and the pill is still hard to swallow. The

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I’m 20 And This Is Deep

Ask Joehoru is a weekly column where Joanna (JE ’25) answers her Instagram followers’ questions. DM her @joehoru or watch out for

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Word on the Street (Or Not)

While crossing the road at the Schwarzman intersection last Tuesday, I spotted a student waving at their friend and getting violently aired.

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The Bubble Net

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From the boat, the sea was the same indeterminate gray as the sky. The chill surprised me. Out here, away from the

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The Soundtrack of Surveillance

“Let’s follow each other on Spotify!” A fun, harmless suggestion—one you might receive after getting to know someone for a few weeks.

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Homage to a Twin XL

Hot and sweaty, I let my bag drop onto the worn hardwood floor. In the singular minute since my dorm room has

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A Chance of Pineapple Rain

after Chungking Express (1994) This morning, I stumbled into an airport  as the leaves browned themselves a new  season. I was running

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Florida Woman Longs For Home

Ask Joehoru is a weekly column where Joanna (JE ’25) answers her Instagram followers’ questions. DM her @joehoru or watch out for

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Composite (1)

For 11 years, I lived on 288 square inches. Its perimeter was more a suggestion than a boundary: inevitably I spilled over

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