This Socks!
This Socks! “This Socks!” is a shoot dedicated to making art just to create in a time when everything feels heavy, being able to create art just to create art…
Author: Your Magazine
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Mama I’m A Big Girl Now
Mama I’m A Big Girl Now “Mama I’m A Big Girl Now” explores the isolation of growing up and realizing that we’re all going through this life at the same…
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Finding My Prescription for Rose-Colored Glasses
I’ve heard countless stories of love in movies, on television, in books of fiction and poetry. In all of these instances, love is almost always depicted as ultra-romantic and ineffable. Two people run into each other on the street, one of them spills their coffee or drops their bag, they exchange glances, and the rest is history…
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Entry #1
Entry #1 Written By Emily Malkan Photographed by Dominik Kłeczek Finally leaving Piano Row, I speed walk down Boylston, rushing to make my 2pm in Walker. It’s a sunny Tuesday,…
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I’m Going By Myself (No, You Can’t Come With Me)
I’m Going By Myself (No, You Can’t Come With Me) Written By Lindsay Gould Last week, after my friends and I left the dining hall, someone casually asked what my…
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The Call of Duty
The Call of Duty Written By Lily Brown Hi. I’m Lily Brown—yes, that Lily Brown. Former Your Magazine Creative Director and Managing Editor. I know you’ve missed me (and trust…
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An Apple A Day
An Apple A Day: Should we be taking our orgasms more seriously? Written By Ella Donoghue A very dear friend of mine has a strict orgasm-a-day policy. Like a toddler…
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The Power of the Bleak: An Ode to Sad Art
This admiration for sad art has been present ever since my first memory of connecting to music when I was seven years old: I heard “Für Elise” playing on my mother’s music box, and gasped at how the simple melody tugged at my heartstrings. I felt a mix of emotions I didn’t even know the meaning of yet: gloominess, wistfulness, wonder, and angst…
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Politics… What’s That Got to Do With Broadway?
One night of doom scrolling on TikTok led me to a clip of Cabaret from the 1993 West End Revival. Admittedly, the clip first caught my eye because of a young Alan Cumming, but my focus quickly shifted once I became aware that someone in a gorilla costume was alongside him. I watched the clip through and was struck by the end at the last line delivered…
