Not Obsolete

Micaela Kreuzwieser, C’20 Nothing makes sense anymore. Hands scribbled, drafted, carefully printed, primed my thoughts into paragraphs, sparked embers that spiraled into spasmed, impassioned debates where words whirled round and round and round my inner contents. My pages now damp, mildewed with age and shame, as I sit where I was squirreled on the sameContinue reading “Not Obsolete”