Natalie Keller Year: Senior Major: Writing Hometown: Arlington, TX He sat in the driver’s seat, blue eyes on his phone with my hazel ones staring at him in wonder of his neglecting glory. We drive on, shaken by bumpy roads and a blind future in a 1997 Toyota Camry. Slowly, we roll through a red stop sign;… Read more →
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Yeehaw! The Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo (FWSSR) is Back in Town in the New Dickies Arena from January 17th to February 8th.
Hayden Ferrari Year: Senior Major: Writing Hometown: Houston, TX The FWSSR provides an exciting and traditional experience for families, TCU students, locals and visitors. The carnival is a fun-filled and family friendly event accompanied by rodeo performances from talented cowboys and cowgirls. Though many Fort Worth locals appreciated the character and tradition of… Read more →
Not my God
By: Alonzo Rangel Major: Writing Year: Sophomore Hometown: Fort Worth, TX They told me to pray to him in adoration. As a poor man, I wondered how much about my famished frame and pissed on possessions I could attribute to someone else with elation for their help. Shaking the thought out of my head, I pondered whether the beauty… Read more →
Within the Wires by Alyssa Johnston
In a state of meditation with closed eyes and open ears, I sat and listened to ten relaxation cassettes made for a different world. From the very beginning, Night Vale Presents’ fictional podcast, Within the Wires, creates a sense of mystery and deep unease in the listener as it becomes more and more apparent that we are not the… Read more →
The Fandom Menace By Sean Preiss
A long time ago, In a galaxy: Our galaxy, A rebel director Striking from a hidden story Has won his first victory against the status quo of filmmaking. His movie is A New Hope for cinema, With dazzling effects and a riveting narrative, Of a farm boy, a princess, and a scoundrel, On a quest to save the galaxy, Their… Read more →
The Changing of the Seasons
By: Courtney Langston “Merry Christmas ya filthy animal” What a classic line. You can’t get movies of this quality anymore. Now it’s all this Hallmark BS with washed up child actors. I can hear the first line of any of these bullshit movies and know how it’s going to end. I’d bet you my beat up Cadillac on it. Damn,… Read more →
Home for the Break by Amanda Smiley
The familiar smell of oak wood and leather swallows you as you lug your suitcase through the garage door and into the living room. Up the mini flight of stairs, Mom’s slightly bent figure hunches over her cutting board of vegetables, and the fluorescent lights of the kitchen flicker. You can smell searing peppers on the stovetop. “Hello!” Mom’s voice… Read more →