September Mix

“Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a Sunday in September.” — Ali Smith

Wearing: Pink bikinis, pink ponchos, and my mother’s vintage bags. Flip flops and sneakers for walking. Sheer cropped shirts with long float dresses or mini skirts — no inbetween.

Reading: Endless poems and my summer journal entries from summers past. To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf, A Place in the World by Frances Mayes, and Emily Wilson’s translation of The Odyssey.

Doing: Dancing alone, in class, at clubs. Prioritizing artistic pursuits as much as academics ones. Working, walking to class in the heat, sipping on cold Diet Coke. Making time for concerts, girls nights, and practicing French.

Feeling: Finding comfort in the hustle and bustle, it’s a welcomed distraction. Frazzled and electrified, brimming with so much excitement that it overwhelms me. Hopeful as I begin to uncover tales of an intense summer.

Contributors: Katlynn Fox, Olivia Ring, Anastacia Chu, Xavier Ruiz, Emily Nunez

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