“I know the f-word, do you?”  As early as elementary school, I can remember swear words being akin to a form of currency — students exchanged swear words, often whispering them at recess or when...

We’ve all reached for the red apple. The serpent slumbers, coiled in the shadowy recesses of consciousness. For every tentative step we take towards the apple, he slithers forward, ravenous and ready...

In the summer of 2016, sophomore Krish Kumar’s friends dared him not to swear for a month. Almost two years later, he still resists the temptation to swear, telling himself it’s a bad habit because...