The first time I stepped onto the University of New Haven’s campus, I walked over to the closest newspaper distributor stand and took a copy of The Charger Bulletin. I hadn’t gotten my acceptance to...

Pursuit of Perfect Do not give me only perfect For there is beauty in what lacks, The things that are most true Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks. So stumble on your sentences, Forget the...

If I write What you may feel But cannot say. It does not Make Me a poet. It makes me a bridge. And I am humbled And I am grateful To assist your heart in speaking. -grateful

I laugh. I cry. I hurt. I have feelings, believe it or not people. I have so many emotions right now, it’s not a joke. No, it’s not my period talking, it’s just life. Not just any life, a college...