Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the er — Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
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Young would-be novelists and poets believe that art is eternal. Au contraire: we are in the business of ephemera, the era of floating islands of trash, and most of the things we feel deeply and inscribe on the page will disappear.

— Julie Schumacher, Dear Committee Members
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