Anna Barth

In the afternoon on Saturday, May 10, Jonquil Park transformed into an irrevocable Windy City scene — music in the air, tempestuous gusts of wind and an undeniable sense of community. Back for its second year, the Grant Slam Music Fest brought students, neighbors, and artists together, hot dogs in hand and love all around.
Grant Slam’s roots stretch back to the basement of Grant Lendvay’s father, where, five years ago, friends gathered at Grant’s invitation to unleash their sound through a DIY s...

Online sports gambling is an increasingly lucrative industry, and the state of Illinois is cashing in, but the cost to play is quietly increasing. DePaul’s Center for Journalism Integrity & Excellence investigated the issue.Story Reported By DePaul University’s Center for Journalism Integrity & Excellence

Online sports gambling is an increasingly lucrative industry, and the state of Illinois is cashing in, but the cost to play is quietly increasing.
With a vote in the General Assembly just hour...

The ripple effects of pandemic-era policies — relaxed attendance, online learning alternatives and lower achievement expectations — have redefined student relationships with school. For many, attending classes is no longer seen as a necessity. 
“I think the reality that you can go to school without being in class sort of hit some people really hard, it’s like, ‘Well, why don’t I just not go to class,’” Tyler Grisafi, a DePaul sophomore, said. “I think that people learned that they can get away w...

I live my daily life, harboring a pervasive shadow at all times. It’s a darkness I can not dissipate — lingering during my train ride to class and my weekly grocery store trips, seeping through the cracks of the sidewalk as I take each step.
Living with the constant fear of dying from gun violence has become an inherent thread in the fabric of America – a normalcy that cannot be shed.
 I constantly hold my breath, afraid that if I relinquish attention from my surroundings, the shadow will manife...

This Valentine’s Day, we all want someone to come home to.
The highs and lows of being a college student call for a companion, one whose love is unwavering, simple and free from the complications that come with human relationships.
As a kid, I had hamsters. I was keen on the sliver of independence it gave me. My family dogs loved me, of course, but there was something special about having a pet whose love was reserved solely for me. It was uncomplicated. Their affection did not require much, and...

My sister and I used to hate each other. We grew up in a four-bedroom house in Falcon Heights, Minnesota — home to six people and chronically short on space. As two girls sandwiched in the middle of two brothers, my older sister and I were forced to share a room. Our parents probably thought it made sense: same gender, only three years apart. Maybe they even thought it would bring us closer. From the outside, it looked like we were the best of friends. Our matching twin beds, both dressed up in...