|Finn Odum| It’s 10:30 p.m. on a Tuesday. The lights in your apartment are dimmed. There’s a migraine kicking in, and your insomnia is fighting the sedative in your medication just long enough to keep you conscious. You’re aching for the sweet release of death sleep—but you know that if you try to lay down… Continue reading
|Finn Odum| This essay contains spoilers about Donnie Darko. The night I’m writing this is the evening of July third. Five years ago, somewhere between this time that evening and the morning of the fourth, my grandfather Jim passed away. I don’t like fireworks anymore. love will tear us apart… Continue reading
|Nate Logsdon| Fate’s Finger Fate can put the finger on you or me. Awful chump to throw away all that dough. No. Not yet, darling. Tomorrow. Maybe. Why you dope. Where did you leave his body? Suppose he doesn’t die… He will, I know. Fate can put the finger on you or me. Another one… Continue reading
|Allison Vincent| A foundational memory of mine is sitting in Dr. Doug Julien’s “Comedy Text and Theory” course at the University of Minnesota and realizing the slender thin line that separates a scream from a laugh. Dr. Doug, as he liked to be addressed, told the class he was… Continue reading
