By Malia Waddles This city’s still mine, But it feels like yours. Screeching memories clash with This urban song: I breathe and bleed ‘til my heart does stop. Brighter and fresher days lie among The shadows and the stubborn light between. Pocket change and branching, aching joints, Promise and pity: I dream of trusting myself again. Words overused and bruised beyond salvation, I dream of feeling and believing. The love I deliver breeds doubt and loathing: Handwritten

Red eyes, stuffy nose, and overly sensitive ears… I am overstimulated, Full of love and hatred at the same time, so I cry to clear some space for a chocolate bar and my assigned reading. Why are people so mean and greedy? I cry making eye contact with a homeless lady; Maybe I never grew up, Maybe I was never ready to be so far away from family and friends, to count minutes for my shift to end, and to spend hours in the library rewriting my essay. I miss his presence

Homesickness is an emotion no traveler wants to admit they feel, but experience nonetheless. So how do I quell it? By Isabella Licwinko Graphic by Petra De Meo Since childhood, all I’ve ever dreamed of was endless adventure around the world, even if that meant marching solo. But as someone who said they’d “never look back” upon leaving their monotonous hometown, I find myself sneaking a few glances behind me as I’ve gotten older. This contradiction has followed me everywhere

From oversized button-downs to practicing the wrong shoe theory, the Olsen twins are redefining what effortless fall style looks like By Carolina Bergagnini Graphic by Natalie Horvath Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen have traded the spotlight for a quieter life. But as the forces behind luxury label The Row, their influence is impossible to miss—especially when a rare paparazzi photo turns their effortlessly understated outfits into the season’s next inspiration. As temperatures co

Olivia Rodrigo’s first-time exploration of requited love by Kiana Golchin Olivia Rodrigo’s third studio album “you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love,” is surprisingly uncontroversial for an artist who has been riddled with contention since her musical debut in 2021. That surprise quickly wears off after the first listen. In the three years since her last album, Rodrigo has successfully refuted critiques of lyrical immaturity, derivative sound, and repetitive subject matte

By: Sam McKeever A leaf catches in the gap of small, spinning wheels, slowing their inertial orbit around the shaded park. A balloon, tied in a bow around a sweaty handle, scrapes the twilit sky. Faint squalls float through the autumn air, while needy, unripe fingers clench flowering stems like a life raft. Their white petals, pure and unbroken, tremble in the child’s iron grip. I wonder— Does he feel the icy breeze beneath his thick red coat and tightly fastened brown scarf?

How frozen yogurt has become an affordable luxury in 2026 By: Ella Nenadic Graphic by Catarina Koehler 2026 marks the year ice cream’s cooler cousin, frozen yogurt (aka froyo), returns to the sweet treat spotlight. This is by no means the first time people have fallen in love with frozen yogurt but this time, it’s significantly different. When first introduced, frozen yogurt was marketed against ice cream. It was a light dessert, low in calories and fat, and something that pe

A closer look at the everyday sculptures, murals, and installations across BU By: Cecelia Gordon Graphic by Gemma Murphy Last Tuesday, I followed my normal routine. I woke up, stopped in the dining hall for breakfast, and then headed over to my COM101 class. The T was down, so I had to walk. I was in a hurry, and the sidewalks were packed— there was lots of foot traffic. When I got to the College of Communication, I noticed something I had not noticed before: a fountain that

We’d like to think it’s move-in day, but campus truly becomes ours when we least expect it. By Zahra Kazmi Photo by Rykken Vivekenand For most people, BU doesn’t automatically feel like home after move-in day, nor does it begin to feel like home after the forced icebreakers you endure during orientation week. You still walk around finishing unpacking your suitcases, building your vanity, and waiting to hang that last poster. But even then, a couple of months later, it still f

2026 is the new 2016, right? Wrong. Try 2006 instead. By Phoebe Stern Photo by Aanya Bhatia Although we brought back 2016 trends like King Kylie, chokers, and the Snapchat dog filter, we’ve also brought back the skinny culture from the 2000s. Except this decade, it feels even stronger. It feels like I can’t go on social media without being infiltrated by some form of diet culture, whether that’s a “what I eat in a day” video, a post promoting “high-protein, low-calorie” meals