Trump is bad am I right? Mike Esposito is a senior at CCSU majoring in English and minoring in Cinema Studies.
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Category: Fall 2018
I never mentioned my big picture book to Angie. I met her just after Brando had declined the Oscar to protest Hollywood’s depiction of Native Americans, which for many other Americans including me must have marked the beginning of
to his fellow arachnids: He was, he said, the future. The one. The only. The liquid silk yardstick by which all spinners will be measured. A true blue-blood, he travels the earth with no more than four legs bound
The irony isn’t lost on me — the sushi on my plate speaks, how tragic. On the TV fishermen haul, gut, chastise albacore tuna, their blood clotting for human livelihood and I think about Alaska, her blood-bright salmon spotted
When I bumped into the innumerate bard who’d eased out into the misty yard, unwilling to contribute applause to the astronomer’s lecture, I tried to bring illuminated Cliff’s Notes – tried to sing the equations, dance the proofs and
Smoke it like a cigarette, don’t chew it like a cigar unless you first truly study the wet & shining tip of a panatela—how tender, how slick when just lit, what delight to bite delicately as you smoke it
Tampa sleeps beneath an interstate with a fifth of vodka in its roughed-up hand after another long night getting lit. In any case, you switch hornets with bats and realize with forgot, turns out it makes a huge difference.
When people say “that was the grossest thing I’ve ever seen in my life” or “He/she was the most disgusting person” they are usually being hyperbolic. But some unfortunate souls get to actually experience the most disgusting human they
Chests swell thinking of what it means to be patriotic. Shoulders shake nowadays moving to cover a heart, and begin the recitation. Hat in hand, eyes on the red, white and blue wondering when recognition will strike— the perfect
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