The Library Diaries: Week 4
This week there are soft moments that I steal alone. My forefinger flicks through pages of books. The hum of the lights overhead and the …
The Student Newspaper of Herkimer College
This week there are soft moments that I steal alone. My forefinger flicks through pages of books. The hum of the lights overhead and the …
I walk between the shelves, my fingers dragging intentionally over every bump of spine. My eyes sift through the bunch swiftly—I’ve known the order of …
Surrounded by shelves of ancient texts, I note the gaps in the rows of books beckoning for me. Some have collected dust, begging for patrons …
All of my life, I have felt comforted surrounded by books. There are thousands of souls, mythical and real, translated into words onto paper. I …
Send the damn cold email. Sometimes I forget I have free will. Luckily, one Thursday night while I was working at my soon-to-be old job…I …
It was as normal a day as any. I was hanging around my apartment when I got a call from my little brother asking if …
I remember sitting in the hospital room, dressed in a gown over my big belly, and my grippy socks brushing the glossy floor as I …