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Graphic by Alex Swanson

Freshman packing list

Camp Yale is almost here! Friendship bracelets, campfire songs, the ever-enigmatic “vegan shepherds pie”—all of your favorite camp memories are about to come flooding back. When packing, it’s essential...

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Herald’s favorite food

Sometimes college can feel like a series of interludes between meals. We’ve got you covered on all the delicacies to be had on campus and around New Haven. Happy...

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Graphic by Alex Swanson
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Yale Herald Literary Issue

Dear Readers, Maybe you watched PBS Kids when you were a child, and maybe you remember the rap from Arthur: “Having fun isn’t hard—when you’ve got a library card.” And maybe...

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The Herald Summer Reading

The Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami Chill cover. Nice title. We judge books by their covers. But also Haruki Murakami is a contemporary best seller. His work is...

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By the creek

THE SUMMER I WAS THIRTEEN, AMY’S PARENTS HAD TO go to Japan for work, and she came to stay with us. I came in that morning sweaty from a...

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Seeing them again

All they could offer me at Hertz was a Toyota ragtop convertible. That didn’t seem right. My guy Dylan looked young and maybe new to the job, so I...

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Poetry

Whalefall Did you know that after a whale dies she becomes a planet for as long as she lived? Generations of white worms saga out her putrid stomach, it...

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Girl World

This isn’t the prettiest room I’ve ever been in, but it has more that is pretty in it than any room I’ve ever seen. Between hardwood floors and wood-beamed...

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The Philpotts

ACT 2 Scene 1 The sound of wood crackling in a fire. A siren in the distance. The sound of animated voices. 36 hours after ACT I, the middle...

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Dove

I am looking at a photograph of what is left of a bird—hollow, bones branching like streams, replaced by twigs; she is wingless, long-beaked, still. Something in her beak...

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Night In Pieces

You lay out your constellation charts on the balcony, squat among the stenciled stars with your hands in fists, because the charts say Cassiopeia should be there, there between...

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we are young children

we are young children learning how to write calligraphically it is lying in the dark with little to no depth perception, kissing stars we are told the lines in...

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Afterlife

In a dust-coated country, you have saved those corn seeds from your mama’s mama that we bury underneath a sputtered halogen and fumble and feed them gray water; then...

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Studio in Day/Night

Eve Minor paints a sunflower twice as tall as she is. She sits at the top of a ladder in her studio, face inches from the sunflower’s, lion-eyed. The...