Post summer blues
The first week of freshmen year is filled with beautiful and perhaps eye-opening moments of learning, wonder, revelation and awkward introductions.
Kisses at sea level
I was taught that no matter what happens, no matter what difficulties you might face in your relationships or your endeavors, you will always be alright if you have love.
Ethical disputes on ebola
The Ebola virus... has affected over 2, 615 people in various countries in Western Africa this year and continues to sweep throughout the nations with little note of medical intervention.
What Duke means to me
My first moments at Duke are documented by a blurry photo of the Keohane fire lane.
Stories that go untold
Silence is knowing something is morally unjust but lowering your head and walking the other way.
Expectation v. Reality
The following is a collection of the surprises I have encountered during my first week here at Duke.
When sitting down to write this article, I kept asking myself “what can I really tell people?” I realized it’s not about what I could say but what I could share.
Inaction = Silent Action
I have a friend who loves to debate with me about the merits of gay marriage.
This is our problem
For some reason, the nonviolent presence of a black person is considered a sufficient threat to justify the use of lethal force.
Unpacking the abroad experience
It occurred to me today that my half-a-summer abroad experience is coming to a close.
"I'm afraid of a world run by adults who were never spanked as kids and won trophies just for participating."—Anonymous
Questions of a universal scale
For the past two weeks, I’ve been in France, the birthplace of the famous—or infamous—slogan: liberté, égalité, fraternité.
A letter to my dad on Father's Day
On this momentous occasion of my last Father's Day living at home full-time (let's hope), I wanted to take some time to recognize everything you haven't done for me as a father over the years.
I may be capable of appreciating the occasional Impressionist landscape or well-preserved Grecian urn in an art museum, but I am far from a Renaissance man.