There’s a strange comfort in unrequited love. Sure, it burns you alive like a witch on a pyre. It fills...
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Isabel Dorn
When you leave me, leave me completely. Cut my heart from my chest, bury it at the bottom of your...
It’s week seven of the Lawrence trimester, which means most of us are recovering from several days of grueling midterm exams...
I dare not tell a soul how I love my Lord For they would mistake my devotion for desire They’re...
When I first realized I had fallen in love with you, my first instinct was to pretend it had never...
My lover moves like daylight through the willow leaves Her beauty steals my senses every time she breathes Her eyes...
when you leave me, i will hold no funeral i will bury our love in an unmarked grave safe from...
Senior Matvei Mozhaev’s art exhibition, “Reversing a Palimpsest: Spiraling of Soviet Modernity Through Yebenya Aesthetics,” was featured in the Mudd...