Creative Writing | Marginalia

Dear Poetry,

It’s been a long road. We’ve only been close for five years now, but I’ve known you for what feels like my whole life, and..

The semester is over! By now all the papers are done, the required reading lists are finished, and you no longer have to obligatorily ..

Last Thursday, at 11 p.m., my finger hovered over the touch pad of my laptop. The cursor was poised ominously over a send button. I stared..

Tucked away about halfway down the hallway on the 8th floor of the 624 South Michigan building is room 803. This modest office is always p..

Dear Cohort,

I’m not sure I ever told you this, but I never thought I could be a writer. Yet here I stand today, almost at the end ..

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the connection between body and mind; how one’s physicality affects one’s mentality and how this rel..

I am watching the Atlanta trees. The wind pulling at spring, colors standing alongside each other vying for attention. Gently yellowin..

This week was SPRING BREAK! I followed through on all the myths of spring break common to the United States, about warm environments, rauc..

Spring break 2018 is fast approaching. When we return, there will only be seven more weeks in the semester. When I walk out of my evening ..

People keep asking me if I feel excited about graduating in just a few short months. It’s a question to which most people want me to respo..