What’s next?

Winter doesn’t seem a great time for starting new adventures, but here we are. We have built enough steady groundwork this year to dare the jump. 2020’s madness had us rethink health, communal care and our needs as a socially distant collective. Together, we were pushed (or – ventured?) towards the edges. In 2021, we…

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Feminist Fathers

  feminist fathers don’t exist in my home loving and supporting fathers do. impressed by independent mothers proud of outspoken daughters sometimes victim blaming always happily bathing in their pool of toxic masculinity though loving femininity (for women) not minding tears (for women) accepting fears (for women) therefore still patriarchal, still entitled and still surprised…

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Art is a Weapon

“I am here to confuse you” is the title of a speech the Egyptian Journalist Mona Eltahawy gave at TEDWomen2010. Mona uses confusion as a tool to shift perspectives and fight misogyny in the Arab world as well as in the West where Arab women are often times stereotyped as being helpless and obedient victims…

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Marginalised Mansplainers

A couple of months ago I got into a discussion with a guy about feminism (will I ever learn…). He said something along the lines of ‘I wouldn’t say I’m a feminist because I don’t like the word but obviously I agree with gender equality’. Here we go, I thought. I proceeded to listen for…

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Futura Free

What do you wanna be when you grow up? Have you started looking at any career options? I am on the verge of finishing my university degree: sketching a trajectory, defining my course of action and giving a shape to my aspirations has become somewhat pressing. In the West, we are brought from the youngest…

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BODIES: Farah

“Hadn’t it been for literature, I wouldn’t probably have written this. Right?! It’s so scary how I’m a product of something I produce. I write poetry. Does this mean anything in particular? Probably no. But I write my body, my thoughts, my feelings; and if all of this doesn’t qualify as poetry, I guess I…

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Fluffy Girl

Scroll down for English. Mein wuscheliges Ich  Ich bin 16 Jahre alt und stolz darauf hinter meinem Körper und seinen Besonderheiten zu stehen. Dies war nicht immer so, denn ich bin behaart. Ich habe nicht nur die weit verbreiteten und gehassten Härchen an meinen Beinen, nein mein ganzer Körper wird von einem goldenen Flaum bedeckt,…

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Would You Believe Me?

  Would you believe me if I told you? Would you believe me if I told you that your crooked teeth shouldn’t stop you from smiling; or that your long legs don’t mean no high heels; or better yet – that neon colors pop on that ebony laced skin of yours? I bet you laughed…

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No Scrubs Taken

Disclaimer: This essay largely speaks from personal experience and acknowledges that it is not always as such. It does not support stereotypes but simultaneously aims to bring out issues that many women may have faced. Many men often lack the ability, or rather the will, to accept no as an answer. Not only does that…

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