Review of “Cat Person” by Kristen Roupenian (A Short Story featured in the New Yorker on December 11, 2017) By ABIGAIL KOERNER Being a woman is shitty sometimes. We’ve heard it all before: our bodies are objectified, smarts are demeaned, accomplishments downplayed, and our lives are bound to be overshadowed by the men in our […]
A Poem By ABIGAIL KOERNER Brain peace when I got what I wanted And had what had to be had and Done and did. Brain peace because Each step should be a leap and Each hill a mountain when I’m climbing up! “Take me away,” I’d ask But there is nothing to take In […]
By ABIGAIL KOERNER On Saturday, March 3rd, Sanders Hall became a blur of colorful fabrics and eclectic sounds. It became the annual Cultural Rhythms showcase. Each year, Harvard welcomes students to perform songs, dances, and poetry from their native cultures. In Dean Khurana’s opening speech, he noted that Harvard students have been involved in social […]
This portrait was part of an assignment from my freshman year of high school in which we were asked to create a series of expressive charcoal portraits tying together any work of our choosing from our English and Philosophy classes. The two works I chose to draw inspiration from and tie together were a stanza […]
Work of the Week By ABIGAIL KOERNER Lucy Devine is not your average History and Literature concentrator. After class, she can be found on the streets of Cambridge and beyond, photographing anything and everything. In viewing her work, it is critical to note that Lucy only ever takes the same photo once. She chooses […]
By ABIGAIL JADE KOERNER Standing in line was annoying. It seemed like people had too much to say and too much change to count! At three o’clock on a Monday, people should be at work. People should be invested in themselves and their lives. Angry thoughts rippled down to my tapping foot which tapped on […]
By ABIGAIL KOERNER All these people rushed past me like they had no idea where they were going and didn’t even care. It seemed like they just followed each other blindly — one after the other. Like the rush of the ocean as it comes in to play with sand and out again to the deep sea. […]
By ABIGAIL KOERNER Alone on a dock in the middle of the night, an old man said to his young grandson, “Listen.” The boy turned his ears towards a smiling face which didn’t often smile. The old man held his body up with strain in every muscle. Sitting with legs dangling over the edge […]
By ABIGAIL KOERNER Concrete steps down into a woodland escape were my favorite place to walk. I’d hop skip and jump down to where they ended and the dirt and grass began. Trees billowed out overhead to guard my body from any sunlight which could have blinded me. Behind sunglasses, I’d look up and gaze […]
Based on a true story. By ABIGAIL KOERNER Glimpses of the afterlife haunted her as she ran from her demise. Sweat dripped down her forehead and arms swung as she ran! Through darkness, through Harvard Yard, past the Science Center, and onward. Like the Devil himself, her face morphed to shades of red. Eyes squished […]