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Turn to Your Right; That is the East Coast

By Haotian Wang (BA ’23) and Emma Zhang (BA ’22)

Lyrics: Emma Zhang+Haotian Wang // Music: Haotian Wang+Emma Zhang // Arrangement: Haotian Wang/Emma Zhang
Mixing/Recording: Haotian Wang+Emma Zhang // Cover: Emma Zhang

This is a song we wrote together at the end of February when we were still in New York. In this song, we write about our own experiences at the airport, coming back and forth from home to New York. It’s also the first song from an EP we are currently working on.

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Ankle Socks Hi, I’m Chris

By Christopher Bottone

instagram: @botwizzle

A Music Vid for a single/ the single off my upcoming debut record “Mudgie”! Out May 15!

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Flipping Through

by Veronica Liow (Gallatin MA ’21)
www.veronicaliow.com, instagram: @veronicaliow, twitter:@veronicaliow_

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A Poem For Jeff Bezos

by Lisa Cooley (BA’ 20)

Artist’s website

To the richest man in the world
There is a forest
I’m sure you have heard
that houses the richest
man in the world

The man owns the forest
and so he is proud
and from where he sits
on his throne with his crown

the forest looks green
it bustles and teems
money grows on its trees
and falls at his feet

how does this forest
make money, you ask?
For this I’m afraid
I must step out of form

For this forest is not
a forest at all

And if you step a bit closer, you will realize that there is something very strange
and off-putting about the too-perfect birdsong
that harps to a rhythm that never misses a beat,
you will notice it repeats on a loop that is metallic
and flat, and at the same time it dawns on you
that the birds are long dead—or never existed at all.
You start to hear new sounds, faint whispers and growls,
in the language of steel
and cogs and chemicals, this ruthless prime-
al energy
This forest grows strange fruit,
of furniture, and mugs, and books, and rugs
capitalism’s detritus, and no, the fruits are not the cadavers
but the picking, packaging and delivering can be deadly
and if you step deeper inside this carnivorous forest machine,
the voices grow louder
chanting raise profit, raise profit,
the prophet of their god screams
free shipping at no cost, at whatever cost, human cost
And if you peel back the synthetic bark of the trees,
you will find nothing organic about the cold metal
that gleams from underneath
And the roots give away to a
river not made
of water but metal
cogs churning and screeching 24 hours a day
run on the power of minimum wage
and the blood of sick workers
with no choice but to work
and you wonder then why
this mirage of a forest looked green at all

So if you are reading
Jeff Bezos, my dear
Please do the right thing,
Pay your workers their share

And if you don’t care
Let me be very clear
we won’t take it anymore
Prepare for class war

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What’s On The Inside?

By Josue Ledesma (BA’ 12)

Painting of a human torso in warm tones on cool ground.This is one of my first paintings using acrylic paint, which has been a completely different experience having worked digitally for so long. This piece kind of just came to me but I think speaks to the inner demons and trauma we have but never really talk about. You never know what someone else is going through on the inside.

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Mask4Mask

By Matías Alvial (Gallatin BA ’19)

A pink sketch of a man wearing a mask and glassesSee more of the artist’s work here: www.matias.exposed