Ivy
"Like Ivy, we grew where there was room for us" -Miranda July Climbing up the walls reaching into the creases between the brick Seemingly...
Kaylen Furr (Wells ‘21)
Kaylen Furr (Wells ‘21)
Kaylen, a Campus Correspondent for HC at Wells, is a senior at Wells College studying Women's and Gender Studies and Psychology.
"Like Ivy, we grew where there was room for us"-Miranda July
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Angles of Light
"Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of rain" - Mary Oliver "Wild Geese" The sun is always going to rise whether you've convinced...
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Cascades of New Sun
Cascaded by the color yellow. I say cascade because 4:30 pm feels like a waterfall of light. It seems overwhelming; it's when my mind is at...
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Unraveling
The wall crested with a shadow Of the rickety staircase is a reminder that support can’t always hold its own it rarely does but support is...
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Taste
Taste is something that I only know within limits Fuel without pleasure bounded by boundaries Bland flavors keep me grounded in getting by...
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Leaves
TW: ED Upon entering this world, I should have been nothing less than groundbreaking with the space I knew to take up. I should have been...
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Train
TW: domestic violence, sexual violence, hints of eating disorder behavior I was thirteen when I began to realize that home no longer felt...
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Living in a Linear World with a Circular Gender
I am non-binary. I don’t fit into the linear categories that I’m “supposed to.” I am not a woman or a man and I am confident in this...
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the song of the birds
Packing away empty parking lots filled with lost time agony hopelessness wonder as the birds sing a song as the sun shines disregarding the...
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roots.
between the sacred mountains I find the path that brings me to my chest the sun is half-risen, shining its light onto the wake of the...
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The Cycle to Ourselves
The world is not as linear as we were taught.... actually, it's not linear at all. Circular. Everything is a product of the circle of life...
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Peaks
The mountains build themselves from my feet softly So gradual, I don’t feel the shifts of the rock But only the sunshine I’ve grounded...
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Letters to My Gender
Living in between is exhausting; I always have to validate my existence to others, for many of them to still refuse to hear me out. For my...
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Journal Conversations: Letting Go
TW: Eating Disorders Welcome to my journal conversations, where I will reflect on old journal entries and write back to myself. Journaling...
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Aurora Haze
Today's weather says Aurora is in a haze fogged over with the memories that anchor me here The chants reminded us of our true colors purple...
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Maintaining Recovery During Quarantine
TW: EATING DISORDERS The world is so scary right now. Everything all around us feels so out of control, and if you’re suffering from or...
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5:45
Every night, as I snuggled up in my sheets, Closing my eyes My heart drifted to a place That felt warm and familiar It felt cold then,...
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Why I Love My Diva Cup
I have been using a Diva Cup for two years now and I have found nothing but love for it. At first, it was definitely a little difficult to...
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Between: A Story of Becoming
In a paper that I am currently writing for a class, I was asked to reflect on the intersections of my identity and the ways it affects my...
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Constellations
I hold you closer And closer And closer As if my arms around you Connect you to my core The stars in your eyes are my galaxy Their...
