Like good art, food can capture experiences in a way that simply cannot be put into words. Food is both healing and communal; it captures feelings and emotional nuances, leaving lasting impressions on our souls.  While the dining hall food has its ups and downs, I always cherish the meals I have with my friends. We’re a diverse group of people; therefore, some food is familiar, others not so much. For example, as a Black woman, putting grapes in a chicken salad is definitely

Artwork by Rachel Genito I stole my mother’s razor the first time I shaved and prayed she wouldn’t notice. It was fourth grade. I had nothing but Youtube and a dream and inexplicable shame about my sudden desire to change. Is this what it means to be a woman? I wondered, as little dots of blood emerged from my thighs. Will I be a woman when I look new? I know how to shave, now. Most of the time, there isn’t any blood. Tonight, I prepare myself for an Everything Shower, my bib

By Naomi Hawkins ETNW Exhibition photos by Pearl Wood Many students come together to curate and share their wonderful work here on...