What I Learned, or Should Have Learned in My Twenties
The day I entered my twenties I sat zit-faced and nearly comatose in a creaky hospital bed in Brazil undergoing tests and receiving thermometers in unholy crevices. I was no longer a teen, and was now a bonafide adult enduring what was later classified as an “augmented spleen.” A quick scare it was, but I was 20 now. I remember thinking what my twenties would undoubtedly contain. I would meet a...
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Blowing cool Across my jaw, Infiltrating the Heavy-handed humidity,Clouds and waves of words BirthFrom white tufts of vibration;Bouncing between the tall, Overgrown grassGrowing unfettered And free.
Ribbons of Butterscotch and daffodil Set the scene And suspend the songs of Cicadas Spitting forth words Like evolutionary edicts. Declaring us bound and sworn By familial bonds, Their plotted point...
The Resurrection of Jennifer’s Body: Female Revenge Narratives Post-#MeToo Movement
Female revenge narratives are no stranger to Hollywood, but their success is. In 2009, Diablo Cody’s Jennifer’s Body was released and received poorly by audiences and critics alike. The film was first marketed as a sex-filled fantasy created for the male gaze, but its true message is far more complex than that. Jennifer’s Body is a scathing, metaphorical, social commentary on sexual assault, r...
