i see the fragments everywhere now:
i spot the cracks, the crevices,
the shedding of shells and shards,
flying off like freebound scrapnel—
the ache of everyone flaking away,
fading into the sunlight of day;
i see the fragments everywhere now:
i spot the cracks, the crevices,
the shedding of shells and shards,
flying off like freebound scrapnel—
the ache of everyone flaking away,
fading into the sunlight of day;
The chief-editorship has also been an important learning opportunity for me. I’ve learned that it’s useless to fret the small stuff; things have way of working out, and that often a little encouragement goes a long way.
This summer I have had the rare opportunity to work in book publishing, the field of dreams to many a language student.
I have stumbled across a few apps that I have found truly useful and interesting; the kinds of apps that could be useful to anyone. So why not share the existence of them with the lovely BTSB audience?
I’ve spent the last five months in Scotland as part of an exchange student program, and it could have well been that my experience of Scotland would’ve been limited to the majestic city of Glasgow…
For our latest issue Elina composed a poem titled “These Words Are Not Mine”, Hanna takes a stab at Marvel films and Petteri provides an interesting commentary on Shakespeare’s “Timon of Athens”. Anthony gifts us with yet another fantastic short story and Teemu reflects on his recent trip to a longboard dancing competition. Jesper admits to being wrong about Game of Thrones and I interview content coordinator Kaisa Leino. On behalf of the whole editorial staff, I wish you enjoyable reading moments!
Marvel’s superheroes today come in all gender, colour, sexual orientation, and age. You would think that the film adaptations would reflect this diversity, but alas.