White Noise by Anita Rojas CarrollPosted on April 25, 2013May 3, 2020 "I need to tell at least one lie every day." A poem after an empty page. Gallatin ReviewPoetry
Seven Cataracts by Sara MontijoPosted on April 23, 2013May 3, 2020 "Who hasn’t wanted the wind to whisk them off the edge?" Gallatin ReviewPoetry
One Became the Other by Sofia SzamosiPosted on April 19, 2013December 11, 2013 Experiments with a photo booth. Arts WorkshopGallatin Arts FestivalGallatin GalleriesGallatin ReviewPortfolio
Gloomy by Lauren PeinadoPosted on April 19, 2013April 19, 2013 Skeletal forms in black and white. Ink on paper. Arts WorkshopGallatin Arts FestivalGallatin GalleriesGallatin ReviewPortfolio
The Philosopher in A-Minor by Chloe ByrnePosted on April 18, 2013May 3, 2020 "He unrolled himself to greet the night and felt the moon, soft in his hands, like a ball of fresh socks." A poem. Gallatin ReviewPoetry
Questions and Answers by Abena OpamPosted on April 18, 2013September 30, 2022 "So, yes, I am Ghanaian. But when I look in the mirror, I often see a wry smile and my mother’s Haitian cheekbones." Creative NonfictionGallatin Reviewfamily memory
Drawing Inferences by Hannah ColemanPosted on April 11, 2013November 22, 2013 A student's visual wandering through theory. Five diptychs. CriticismIndependent ProjectPortfolio
