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Unwriting

I will write myself for you the way I used to on nights when I was particularly lonely. There were many of these; I was a well-developed character. I...

Grandpa’s letters

I am just a golden brick of a child when Grandpa begins to send letters. He writes as, towns away, I sleep, gingham-wrapped, little loaf in the basket my...

No-crying streak

My last cry was sometime around 2006. I didn’t realize it was a milestone, so I don’t know the exact date the way I know the date of my...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 11

Friends, Welcome to our last non-special issue of the semester! We hope that you’ll still find it special. This week, Brady Currey, SY ‘17, digs into EMERGE, a program...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 10

Greetings, When I was younger, eating dinner with my dad was an intimidating experience. During the week for nearly 40 years, he has basically only eaten one meal a...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 9

Friends, In fifth grade, I ran for school president. I campaigned. I lost. I felt nothing. But all these years later, I can’t help but look back with vague admiration at the naive...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 8

From this first day of April onwards, nothing will be the same. With decades of print and a semester of audio journalism under our belt, the Yale Herald is...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 7

Sometimes, it’s hard for me to talk to people. Small talk feels shallow, Mad Men is over, and any serious subject is off limits. It gets especially hard when...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 6

Howdy, According to the Yale University Art Gallery, Everything Is Dada. At first I was like, “Okay art gallery dude, back up a minute. There’s no way EVERYTHING is...

Herald Volume XVI Issue 5

My parents disagree on the origin of my name. My dad usually goes with the dramatic version: After years in the U.S., his Visa had expired. He was scheduled...

Herald Volume XVII Issue 3

The Herald’s not too keen on science (unless we’re talking science guts. That’s a whoooole different story). And even as the Staff’s token STEM major, I get it. Four-hour...

Film: The Last Song

If you remember one thing about The Last Song, it’s the sea turtles. But you don’t remember one thing about The Last Song. You don’t remember one thing about...

Film: What Women Want

Let’s start with the obvious: What Women Want—Nancy Meyers’ zany, jumbled, turn-of-the-millennium proto-pop-feminist rom-com—has not aged well. Unlike life in the year 2000, people don’t smoke at work anymore,...

Film: You’ve Got Mail

For those who haven’t seen an ABC Family rerun of You’ve Got Mail, say hello to Nora Ephron’s rom-com classic, which delights in Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks falling...

Swipe left, swipe right

Swipe left Valentine’s Day: The holiday itself can go either way, but unfortunately for everyone, the 2010 rom-com Valentine’s Day tastes like dollar store chocolate. In what few would...

Textbook to sexual nirvana

This Feb. 14, forget your candy hearts and your teddy bears. Forsake your chocolate fondue and your G-Heav roses. And instead of reading your friends’ gushy posts, think about...

How to get a sick date

If you don’t go on many dates like me but want to on VDAY, here’s what you should do. Let’s assume this is a first date. High stakes. You...

Missed connections

The following poems come from condensing and arranging individual lines and complete posts from the Craigslist Missed Connections section. No original words were added.   I. You were in front...