Last semester, my intermediate magazine writing class at Emerson required me to travel to Gloucester, Massachusetts, to report on the Portuguese fishing...

When I attended community college, I became an inside joke with my friends because I didn’t go out that often. If you stayed in on the weekend, or avoided...

With just over a year and a half until the 2020 presidential election, a new form of fake news is growing more prominent and dangerous than what we experienced...

Journalists have faced a grim past few weeks—and this time it’s not because of some Orwellian statement made by President Donald Trump. Last week,...

Two summers ago a man in a car followed me while I jogged in my neighborhood. After two instances where he insisted I stop running and speak to him, I...

One morning last spring, I was lying in bed, feeling drained and dizzy, with an excessive amount of lower abdominal pain. It was the second day of my period....

For students, the month of September is the chance for a clean slate, as mistakes and failures of past semesters seem to shrink in significance. As I enter...