Seble Alemu

Seble Alemu
Media Staff

(she/her/hers)

Seble is a fourth year majoring in Behavioral Neuroscience and minoring in Biology and Data Science; she aspires to do biostatistics in the public health sector. Seble loves capturing snapshots of brightness and joy with her art, which she hopes to carry into Iris. 

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a portrait of chanel craft tanner

for when we don't know

The women know the answer

Bailey Middleton
pumpkin bread cut into slices

The Dinner Party, part 1

Caroline stepped in the slush again and swore.

Grace Traxler
Boat on blue water

Growing up on the Water

“So much to see, so much to do. So what’s wrong with taking the fast lane? You’ll never know–”

Jackie Bond
a person in the middle of space / clouds

Counting Sheep

remember your daydreams of losing control?

Carley Frajda
a message tied with a red string floats in a glass bottle through blue water

Letter from the Editor: Harbors

A ferry cuts through the water on a crisp, foggy evening.

Susannah Baker
two women's faces looking at each other

And They Were Roommates…?

Move-in day: Ruby and Jane’s Dorm room

Jordan Coleman
Clasped hands against a fractured pink background

Mosaic

don’t discard the pieces. make a new mosaic. 

Carley Frajda
a pale hand reaches up to pluck a green and red apple from a tree

Eight Poems to Welcome Spring

As much a poem about the arrival of spring as it is about budding hope in the face of despair, Mary Oliver’s “Spring” captures the quiet beauty of holding on in spite of the cold.

Cassie Dallas
The Perfect Man in a black t shirt and a blue / purple background.

The Perfect Man

So now I just show up — pepper spray tucked into the bottom of my purse — and pray that I don’t end up on the next episode of Dateline.

Jackie Bond
a smiling ballerina in a white tutu dances, with other ballerina figures dancing in the background

New Chapters, But What About Our Old Hobbies?

Why were the only options to either go professional, be forced to not take my hobby seriously, or leave it all together? Where was the middle ground?

Lindsey Smith
on a blue-green background, pale hands squeeze juice from a bright orange into a cup

Orange Juice

she’s ripe, holding her / pieces together / by tearable strings & / bruisable skin

Carley Frajda
an eyeball made up of pink, orange, and white worms on a dark blue background with waves and stars

feast, your eyes

Sometimes I think there are worms in my eyes.

Susannah Baker