By Elysse DaVega Usually I’m a pedestrian, but today I’m on my bike. At night, my feet pulse from the pain of what must be thousands of steps, but feel like millions. Tonight they won’t, I think to myself, because today I’m on my bike….
By Mattison Hansen Growing up, we heard stories from our grandparents and parents about the glorious adventures they experienced during their childhood, picking wild fruits with their family or playing games with other kids in their neighborhood. For us, there are memories of playgrounds in the backyard, family trips to the beach, and going to the movies with friends. But…
By Ally Wall Lily Bennet, age 15, lives every day with limited use of the right side of her body. She struggles to put on shirts, to button her jeans, to unscrew the cap to her toothpaste and water bottle. She struggles tying her shoes,…
By Gwen Nowaczyk You can see it on the internet and hear it from professors, about how apathetic or “lazy” this college generation is. They speak about how we play on our phones all day, rotting our brains to mush and wasting our time with social…
By Jess Zsiga With so many emotionally charged tragedies happening in the past year, it’s natural for communities to cry out for change. Real allyship, or the support of critical social justice or human rights issues by non-marginalized individuals, has been found in the conversations…
By Gwendolyn Nowaczyk A text of “Haha, I need to go to the emergency room” and the next thing I know, I find myself racing to the hospital with my friend doubled over in pain from endometriosis. This was not our initial plan. She had been trying basic…
By Erin Brady | gargoyle@flagler.edu When many people think of Christmas, one might think about the standard cheesy romantic comedies that have become synonymous with the holiday. Although these movies have slowly left theaters in favor of streaming services and the Hallmark Movies and Mysteries Channel,…
By Ally Wall My eyes flashed back and forth. My arm shook. My head nodded and spun. A sudden switch muted the surrounding world and replaced it with a high pitched screech. The muscles in my face contracted and convulsed. I could hear again, but…
By Casey Niebuhr | gargoyle@flagler.edu The past few weeks have been unbearably long. Lately I’ve been experiencing an overwhelming amount of dread, coupled with an increasing immobilization from depression and post-traumatic stress. I’ve fallen behind in my work, I’ve hardly eaten, I’ve been severely dehydrated, and…
By Maiya Mahoney Growing up, I’m sure we all kept a diary of some sort, tucked away where no one could find it as we wrote about our secret crushes, what happened on the playground, and soccer practice shenanigans. Well, at least I did. It…