Freedom, I missed you.

Staff Writer Emorie Hayes gradually descends into madness in Wien 937.

Little did I know, taking a poetry class means other people have to read my poetry…

One Bwog Staffer’s poem about the tragedy of the limited dining hall hours and options during Thanksgiving break.

A tribute held on November 2nd commemorated the life and works of the late Saskia Hamilton.

One Bwogger reports on… an interesting odor.

I will never be happy again.

On April 14th, Staff Writer Monisha Gunasekera attended a conversation hosted by Art + Life with Eileen Myles, poet, novelist, and art journalist.

Since I am still single after using their app, I have decided to write a poem.

Get ready for some top-tier 17-syllable poetry!

All the reasons—from A to Z—that you should come to Bwog’s opening meeting: join us tonight at 9 pm, we’re in Lerner 510.

I’ll save you the trouble: watching Gladiator is a more worthwhile two hours and 35 minutes than any Beta party.

Hydrated Harmonium.

…dent.

Go Georgia!