Topic: Voices of 2015

As I sit writing this at my kitchen table, a housemate walks into the room and sits down next to me. “How do you define religion?” he asks.

Brown has found itself atop many rankings lists, some more useful than others. None of those rankings, however, would ever deem us a spirited student body.

Because I am terrible at icebreakers and grew up in the quiet suburbs, having three brothers is usually my go-to fun fact.

One of my favorite novels is F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “This Side of Paradise,” which I have read twice and recommend to anyone.

at brown, i learned how to be black and of the intersectional-multilingual-diasporic beauty strength and power we hold.

I arrived at Brown a little worried about a lot of things. I lost sleep in the days counting down to Convocation: Would anyone at this school care about me?

When I studied abroad in Spain I marveled at their siestas — which some, but not all, take to eat lunch for around two hours in the middle of the day.

Some people friend-requested way too many people on Facebook before we all arrived on campus. I’m one of those people.

Peel away the brick, take away the railings and there’s a story well worth sharing.