By Maya Pindyck The Count His command: Hold out your hand. Grabs her palm, the shade of white asparagus. Shoves in it a...
By Stephany Rose I don’t hate white men. Though having to directly assert such a position is evidence for why my work of Abolishing White...
By Annetta Ramsay Demi Lovato, the actress and singer, has been open about her struggle with an eating disorder since her 2010 emergence from a...
If feminist rage is something feared and often mocked (in order to belittle its power), then feminist immigrant rage is definitely a hard-core offense. We...
By Mohadesa Najumi Dedicated to my mother. They try to shrink you. Tame you. Convince you that all your rage is a product of your...
By Minna Salami On April 14, over two hundred girls aged twelve to seventeen were kidnapped from their school hostel in Borno, a Nigerian state that...
By Sonia J. Cheruvillil Part #1 **** In 2012, the Haryana district in India witnessed a significant and historic moment in Dalit women’s movement. Organized...
By SooJin Pate When most people think about love, it is usually a feeling that flows outward towards some person or some thing: “I love...
By Vaidehi Mujumdar We’ve already buried so much of our different, it feels so hard to find. Almost every day, my friend and I exchange...
By Kim Tran Last year Sheryl Sandberg told women to “lean in.” This year Katty Kay and Claire Shipman are telling women worldwide to “stand...
By Natalie Hartsfield-Crowe He didn’t want to fuck me from across the street. But he did notice my fine gold fish net hair then...
By Lily July Imagine a TV world where being rejected by a woman meant sending her a respectful “Sorry it didn’t work out” note and...
By Emma Weisberg You’re beautiful. Why are those the hardest words to believe? The thing is I believe in what other people say pretty easily. ...
By Ahmad Greene-Hayes I am the great-great-great grandson of former enslaved Georgians—the Johnson family to be exact. I come from a lineage of individuals whom...
By Shivani Davé I knew what rape was before I knew what sex was. It wasn’t violent stranger rape that my mother told me about....
By Susannah Bartlow The voice came from a small, weighted core in my chest—“hello?” As my eyelids dragged open I felt the wires—on my legs,...
By Mandy Van Deven & Lisa Factora-Borchers If you want to know the future of online feminism, you have to know its past. Since no...
I am really not sure when I first read the work of Dr. Emily Lordi. It could have been her piece on Janelle Monae; maybe...