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Click to view published story! “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.” This quote from the movie Dead Poets Society touches on a question that has made its way into professional, academic, and creative spheres. Is our passion being slowly stripped away from us, right before our eyes? Or is it taking on a new form, aided by new tools, technologies, and reso

Click to View Published Story! Every step felt heavy, knowing he was one step closer to his despairing fate. Boarding the plane back home to Nashville Sean McHugh was distraught. Just moments before, he had been rejected from playing bass for a band, and he couldn’t control his emotions. It felt like his lifelong dream had been destroyed by yet another rejection. ​ At the time, McHugh was a recent graduate of Belmont University His whole life, he had known he wanted to pur

Click to View Published Story! As winter drags on, I tend to slow down and fully embrace being a homebody. At first, it feels cozy and relaxing. Then, somewhere along the way, my social life starts to dwindle. I become more likely to cancel plans, stay in and feel bored more often than I’d like to admit. To break out of that cycle, my roommate, Jade Kautzsch, and I decided to make a conscious effort to stay socially active. Instead of letting the cold decide our plans, we tri

Click to View Published Story! I promised myself five minutes on my phone. But when I checked the time, it was late, and the sun was setting. What I thought was some harmless screen time turned into hours wasted staring at my phone. As concerning as this may feel, the experience is common in this age. Technology is all around us, but it is impacting our wellbeing more than we realize. While the term technology is broad and has a range of implications, the use of social medi

Click to View Published Story! A cup of tomato basil soup was Daisy’s lifeline to sobriety.She had been fighting addiction for years. As a young mom it was a constant battle choosing which to love: her daughter or meth. Meth won. Her daughter got taken away.Daisy (not her real name) could not find the strength to win the battle — until she stepped into FOCO Café.She came searching for food. She left with more than a full stomach but a full heart — the realization that someone