Trium Perfectum

Finished 31 January 2017 Published 6 May 2018 We have a height-one of 0.3. So, for the triangle’s legs, it doesn’t really matter if you call the side height-one or height-two. 0.3 times 0.4 equals…yeah. H-2, divide by five. It’s a very small answer, 0.24. But it works. I look out the window, and I… Read the full article

Conservative Parkland Student Finds Middle Ground From The White House

11 April 2018 Kyle Kashuv is a junior attending Marjory Stoneman Douglas High. Like other students from Parkland, Florida, he has become a political activist after the tragic shooting on February 14, 2018. And he fights for Americans’ gun rights. After February 14, the student-precipitated Never Again movement gained momentum with the voices of Cameron… Read the full article

“We Are Ruled By The Dead” — A Comprehensive Guide To Gerrymandering

25 March 2018 America has a tendency to be ruled by the dead. Our politicians are not walking and breathing cadavers, but the practices of our government might as well be. Gerrymandering is one such practice; the manipulation of electoral boundaries so as to favor one political party or class. Simply put, no matter where… Read the full article

Humanity As Unity

13 February 2018 Joy.  We’ve plucked young souls into miters, plundered homes in thirst, slaughtered sacred hides to feed billions. But we also know that at the heart of every one of us are the same desires—to be happy, to be loved, to be accepted. These desires are what make us human.  And being human… Read the full article

10:53

22 July 2017 Aspiring doctor quit med school due to a smack across the head those bookshelves did damage. Integrated into the army wings whistling through Pakistan “I became the second man in Bharat to break the sound waves.” sonic captain of an air fleet “I landed that plane the right way.” Watching child rise… Read the full article

Hands

Finished 30 January 2017 Published 11 June 2017 Sometimes I glance over my hands, and marvel at their purity. How unearthly it is that in a few decades from now, my skin might be crevassed in ripples and folds, my color deepening. Bones growing light and spindly, unfit to be prodded by pen ink tattoos.… Read the full article