Counterpoint

TW: Kinda Gross

Dear hair clump owner, 

I received your gift. Despite removing my glasses upon entering, I was still able to make out your gracious offering to the shower gods.

By Nafisa Rashid

The great Langston Hughes once talked of dreams deferred

The type of dreams that are not preferred

By Anonymous

Thoughts on Valentine’s Eve, sparked by The New York Times “Modern Love” section.

by Sneha Sriram

You shot me with nerf guns

declared yourself the victor

By Yitzel Serna

i want to write something beautiful for you

something unique in time, in rhythm, and rhyme 

By Nafisa Rashid

The great Langston Hughes once talked of dreams deferred

The type of dreams that are not preferred

By Counterpoint Staff

A playlist as wild as 2020…

A Review of Taylor Swift's album folklore

by Natalie Marshall ‘21 and Sage Wentzell-Brehme ‘21

On July 23rd (although who really knew what a date was by that point in quarantine), we woke up to a frantic text in a group chat: “Y’ALL, CHECK INSTA, THERE IS URGENT NEWS.” This is how we learned that Taylor Swift was releasing a new album the next day.

By Nafisa Rashid

A studying abroad experience with a language that does not want you.

By Li Yin

In this moment, all I feel is joy.

Music that Lin curated for me in my ears, the sun casting nothing but a golden glow and gentle warmth, enveloping my silhouette like my mother’s hands. The waves underneath this aircraft resemble silk, slowly but surely ebbing and flowing, reaching every part of the Earth.

By Anonymous

Thoughts on Valentine’s Eve, sparked by The New York Times “Modern Love” section.

By Nafisa Rashid

A studying abroad experience with a language that does not want you.

By Suzanna Schofield

What happens to glass siblings?

By Suzanna Schofield

Breathe in, breathe out.

Smell the roses, feel the thorns,

Embrace life for all that it is, for all that it isn’t.

Return home, realize it no longer is one,

Maybe it never was.

Wildflowers grow on the side of highways,

Pollution spills over, and yet, they grow.

Even painful memories contain joy.

by Anonymous

CW: descriptions of natural disaster

I’m from Southwest Florida, and you can bet anyone who lives in the Gulf Coast region has witnessed a hurricane. Though they are a fairly common occurrence, the effects can be devastating to the families in communities hit the hardest. No hurricane impacted my family as significantly as Hurricane Irma.

by Sara Clark ’22

I grew up in a world where George Bush could do no wrong. I remember celebrating his reelection on my fifth birthday, oblivious but excited because the right side had won. I spent his presidency dozing off on my living room couch after dinner, comforted by the familiar voice of Bill O’Reilly praising the leader of the free world.