Two friends, Chris Stapleton, and a whole lot of fun; photos by Alex Weiss Last week our editor, Christine Green, and “Lunatics Lounge” columnist, Taylor
“You’re only a quarter of the way up this mountain, and it only gets harder from here.” After two hours of agony on the aptly
The family that steals plants together stays together At the break of dawn in the middle of a downpour, my dad and sister drive to
Frantic feet hurled my pedals forward as my bike rampaged toward the dead end of our street. The dead end was desolate and unmonitored, a
Microscopic shards of ice whizz by my face as my friends Sally and Michelle work to extract a pair of underwear from the freezer in
Dashing from room to room, I tried to ignore the band of my underwear, which had twisted itself into an infinity loop. The button on
“Group A, get on the stage NOW!” Oh snap, that’s me! I run up the stairs to the stage, pick a spot at the very
With a propulsive rhythm keeping time, a kinetic energy begins to move through the dancers as their vibrant costumes orbit the space around them. Headdress
It’s a Friday night when the front door to our house bursts open and my dad walks through it, fresh off of a six-hour drive
A long time ago in a living room far, far away, a stream of intergalactic green barf tumbles out of my cousin Sean’s mouth, landing
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