By Gracie Moran No need to search my helices to find my creator, just see me right here in this rotten mood, inhaling  like I want to...

Grappling with the aftermath of spring arrests, in Uris . By Sona Wink I remember the feeling I got when I first visited Columbia and...

By Gracie Moran I saw chilled extremities stretched over the bridge’s ledge, ducks creeping through the pond in St. Stephen’s Green like...

By Maya Lerman and Ava Lozner Affirmative I still can’t believe I’m here at Columbia, my dream school! To stand here on Low Steps, in the...

Sea creatures, magic shows, and inner spirits By Sona Wink I came to know Joan Jonas amidst unusual circumstances: We sat side by side...

By George Murphy No city lights scrape away our stars here. The wind comes and goes in darkness, and owls softly boom, as small creatures...

By George Murphy Saturday and we are lost in a sea of cherry-billows,  alone together.   We lie down, reach our roots deep, and pour...

Or, how I learned to stop worrying and love the pub. By Josh Kazali Illustration by Jacqueline Subkhanberdina In many ways, England is an...

Or of the self.   By Kate Sibery Disclaimer: All translations in this piece (except for book titles) were done by the writer. “Dans ce...

Columbia athletes’ path to the 2024 Paris Olympics By Shreya Khullar Illustration by Ellie Hodges Everyone is silent. There is jostling,...

Shafik’s resignation and the role of the University President . By Chris Brown “If [administrators] are really concerned with discovering...

By Remi Seamon Meanwhile, Siberia Long weeks full of swallowing and goodbyes, full of lining up next to caskets to receive strange kisses...

On language, our planet, and the chatbots. By Alice Tecotzky Watching Lydia Liu and Anupama Rao converse is like watching two bees zip...

A history of the zine. By Jorja Garcia A few weeks ago, in order to procrastinate a Contemporary Civilization assignment, I spent yet...

On protests, community, and faith. By Henry Astor All names have been changed . In the early days of my study abroad, I found myself in...

On masterpieces and gender politics. By Shreya Khullar A few weeks into Art Humanities, I felt the urge to preempt my questions with a...

You had to be there. Alice Tecotzky Two floors above 108th Street and Broadway lives a gray-blue couch, shaped like an L, adorned with a...

Seeking portraits of the South Asian diaspora. By Sayuri Govender To me, diaspora has always felt like this: Half your mind is in your...

By Aliza Yona Abusch-Magder My grandmother, my Oma, has hands I have come to know as a symbol: that feeling of being a ripening fruit on...

By Schuyler Daffey and Madison Hu Affirmative: Professor B sits at his desk in Barnard Hall, the fluorescent luminescence of Milstein his...