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Illustration by Elizabeth Stubbs, Photo by Aaron Baker

At a May meeting of the Ypsilanti City Council, Amy Xue Foster — a Chinese-born, Troy-based businesswoman — proposed an ambitious project to construct a glittering high-end apartment complex on a patch of dilapidated industrial land.

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Illustration by Erin Tolar

I knew I was attracted to men before I knew I was Attracted To Men. It began at my summer camp, a small wooded refuge tucked away in northern Wisconsin. There, one or two hundred boys or so, from age 9 to 15, played, swam, canoed, sailed, crafted, cooked, gathered, laughed, cried.

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Illustration by Emily Koffsky

I did this to myself. I have no one else to blame but yours truly.

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Photo by Alexis Rankin, Illustration by Betsy Stubbs

The only member of my family who ever believed in souls was my aunt. “Bless your soul,” she wrote every year in her sloppy and smudged cursive, directly under the pre-printed birthday message.

The Urge

 

to tattle on her.

Be too grown up to bother.

Choke on laughter —

let it bust out my eyes.

 

Glimpse my hair in every mirror.

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Illustration by Betsy Stubbs

Not To Be

 

What's in a name?

Nothing if you can't remember it.

Ah-hem.

 

A first date should be:

 

-Punctual

-Unusual

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Illustration by Erin Tolar

This September, The Michigan Daily held its Bicentennial reunion weekend. Daily alumni from across the country were invited to return to our beloved newsroom and, among other things, mingle. As many of you know, “mingle” translates into “network” in hyper-competitive college speak.

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Illustration by Hannah Myers

Trigger warning: This article mentions sexual harassment and gender-based violence.

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Cover by Michelle Phillips

“Forty kilograms,” the ballet instructor announces. Silent agreement among faculty and other students is palpable in the studio, albeit the obvious tension. It’s an easy 4 kilograms below the number where the scale’s needle hovers — a sigh escapes, relief fills my chest.

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Illustration by Emily Koffsky

Xavier Legrand’s film “Custody,” which I watched this past weekend at the Chicago International Film Festival, centers around a custody battle in which two children, a boy who looks to be about 9 or 10 years old and a girl nearing her 18th birthday with one foot already out the door, feel threate

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Courtesy of Anthony Cozart

From the center of Greece’s largest refugee camp, you’re surrounded by hundreds of temporary housing units. The white, rectangular metal boxes are in precise rows, creating a grid that projects a sense of order.

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Illustration by Hannah Myers

When I was 14, it felt as if someone suddenly hung a strobe light over me. It refused to budge and followed me everywhere, the light piercing. I felt I was constantly glanced at, scrutinized and judged by everyone. I was wrong, but I didn’t know it back then.

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Ryan McLoughlin/Daily

For 84 years, a football game arguably more exciting than the NCAA game it precedes has brought excitement to tailgaters and alumni on homecoming weekend.

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Illustration by Emily Koffsky

Edward meets me at the bus stop on campus with our standard greeting: smiling and clapping his hands slowly, letting out a whooping, “O-K, O-K.” He looks like he always has, wide-eyed and enthusiastic but stifling a perceptible weariness, in a hoodie, skinny jeans and white Vans.

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Illustration by Hannah Myer

I have wondered about you

 

Am I the new person drawn toward you?

But before I step further, should I take warning?

For I know —

you may not be what I expect.

 

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Illustration by Emily Koffsky

I could find eternity here,
nestled somewhere between the pressed cotton sheets and your warm embrace
My worries and fears miles away —
there is an incomprehensible beauty to the fire that burns from within your crevices, which light you up from the inside

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Illustration by Betsy Stubbs

Now I am become

I can feel it rising

Death

The silence is crushing

The destroyer of worlds

Your eyes press against mine

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Illustration by Hannah Myers

Arms pumping vigorously in an attempt to match the cadence of my legs, I begin my ascent — my flushed cheeks a stark contrast against the dismal October sky of southeast Michigan.

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Illustration by Emily Hardie

Midterms. The first sign that your semester is heading down the toilet real quick. It’s like if you were going down a slide but as you start your descent, you smack your head on the bar and just tumble down the slide, lying in a wood chip pile of lost GPA points and self-pity.

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Zoey Holmstrom/Daily

We're all taught at a very young age that great results come from hard work and perseverance. Athleticism has always fascinated me, and it’s safe to say that most of America feels this way, too. We spend hours of our Saturdays glued to the TV watching football games.