IRANspiration week started on Monday, Jan. 27. Students piled into HUB 377, picked up sandwiches and took seats for a lecture presented by Dr. Ahmad Karimi-Kakkak on the artistic literature of Iran. With a doctorate in comparative literature from Rutgers University, the septuagenarian has lectured on Persian language and literature since 1979 in New Jersey, Texas, Tehran, Iran’s capital...
At the beginning of January, vibrant posters decorated the walls outside the Transfer and Commuter Lounge with messages encouraging students to “read between the lyrics” and to learn how to recognize the signs of stalking. After creating their Stalking Awareness Month display, the Campus Advocacy and Resources Education (CARE) program moved to their social media accounts where, throughout January,...
On Tuesday, Jan. 21, ASPB hosted their second lecture in their “Get to Know” series in HUB 302. The “Get to Know” series is similar to meet-and-greets and ASPB hosts these events so that a celebrity, or a media influencer, comes to speak exclusively at UCR. Last quarter, ASPB brought Kenny Beats, an American music producer. This quarter, ASPB...
ASPB organized their first Rollercade on Wednesday, Jan. 22 from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m., at the Student Recreation Center (SRC) North. This annual event boasted free food, video games and roller skating.
In the past, Skate Night and the R’Cade were two separate events. This year, according to Laura Anaya-Morga, the director of special events for ASPB, the two...
Storm: By Sabrina Hunter, CW
Her head was the lightning filled sky.
Anxiety and thunder coursing through her veins,
Blood substituted by sadness,
The fast beating of her heart as scattered as the rain,
Trembling hands echoed the waves of a ferocious sea.
A storm raged inside her.
However,
Only the rain escaped.
Her tear stained cheeks told the story of fear.
She was afraid of her own mistakes...
My title matters not at the moment, but I will tell you what I am. I am an old book here on an old shelf. You might wonder about my history, but I cannot tell you. It’s one of those, “You had to be there” things.
You see, I can talk all day long about the warmth I felt when...
Golden buttons sewn
On a hungry maiden’s gown
Pale as polished bones
She doesn’t make a sound
She made a deal to stay
But she breaks into a run
Toward one joyous day
Beneath the radiant sun
Her husband whispers every verse
And flowers start to bloom
The spring begins to thirst
For the love that floods the room
As their lips slowly touch
Tears fall from every eye
There falls a sharp...
It was well past nine when the last train let him off at the downtown station. Ray was the first to disembark, and as he trudged toward the staircase leading over the platforms to the adjacent bus terminal, a crowd — mostly of other students but also young families and commuters — formed behind him.
The students, for their...
I’ve fallen in love with writing.
The rhythmic tapping of keys,
The faint scribbling of a pen,
The sound of an eraser taking away the mistakes that were born to become masterpieces.
It gave me a voice.
One that I didn’t hide
Or leave me alone in fear of judgement
One that was connected to my soul and not my body.
I couldn’t hate this voice.
The words...
During the peak hours of campus, there is always traffic in the restrooms. Sometimes, there are long lines and it could take several minutes for a stall to open up. Other times, the smell is quite pungent which will make you want to hold your nose. On occasion, the paper towel dispenser will run out of paper towels or...