Category:Prose

Paget Henry and African Ontology

Teodros Kiros

Philosophy
Ontology is the study of Being, existence and becoming, and Africans have long held their commitment to Ontology far longer than their Western counter parts. African Ontology as part of African philosophy has continued to organize African life since it…

Maria

Paris Wu

Prose
Lurching out of the classroom, I throw my body against a wall, and allow gravity to pull me to the floor. I haven’t slept in days. Staring into space, I try to process what has happened in the past week—midterms,…

Edges

Liam Cetti

Creative Nonfiction
The wind whips my hair as I saunter along the uneven sidewalk. I brush it back with my hand, and then look up at the church building I’d just escaped. My family sits inside, absorbing the thundering words of the…

The Emancipatory Potential of the Beautiful:

Erich Johnson

Philosophy
It is safe to say that a common, popular conception of art is that which depicts the beautiful. Nonetheless, even this seemingly benign assumption raises some interesting questions. Is beauty a subjective or an objective notion? Does it reside in…

Minnie Mouse

Raven Baksh

Creative Nonfiction
Goddamn, she is some sort of hot today. What is it? Like, nine thousand degrees out? All these sun burnt people with their sun burnt children don’t seem to be bothered… With their bare chicken legs out and their little…

“Hippy Boyfriend”

Alyson “Allie” Brill

Fiction
I’m not goin’ anywhere. I live in a basement studio apartment with a cracked toilet seat and a peeling paint job. My buddies come over and tell me my place looks like a crack den. I don’t clean things. I’m…

Clouds

Elias Chess

Fiction
Clouds. Always clouds. They’re why my life is as it is today. Fucking clouds. I can’t believe I used to lie out in a field for hours, just so I could look up at the sky and be with the…

An Old Friend (Variation of Little Red Riding Hood)

Timothy Hayden Hamilton

Fiction
~ The Reunion Wolf lurks through a dim alleyway in the hood, picking through garbage, trying to go un-noticed. A low pitched idling engine echoes down the alley, he pays it no mind. The soft whine of old car brakes…