I hope this letter finds you well. I know I’m not supposed to respond to your “reply all” rejection emails, but your tip-toed letter meant a lot to me. You’re my first rejection—a literary deflowering of sorts. If you must know, you’re my first…
The butterfly-shaped organ in my neck has got it all wrong. That’s what the doctor told me—that my butterfly flew in the wrong direction, did a few too many spins, and got stuck in a high up bough. In theory, I like my butterfly for her rebellion. In practice, I feel differently…
I didn’t know my hair was curly until I was seventeen years old. Growing up, my mother did my hair the way she did hers: wash, brush, air dry. That worked well enough, until I started to go through puberty and my hair texture demanded its time in the spotlight…
One might say lingerie and intimate are synonymous. Plus, it’s true that lingerie is often seen as a symbol of sexiness. But it’s also quiet confidence. You don’t need to be loud to be powerful. When you slip into something soft and delicate, it’s like the world slows down. You’re suddenly untouchable, that’s the magic…
With the rise of social media and the trends that follow it, aestheticization has become a foundational piece to these apps. I have realized that almost every time I go on popular apps like TikTok or Instagram, I see a video of a new trend to follow. A girl can only take so much fashion advice in a world full of overpriced clothing…
I truly didn’t know what to expect going to a queer bar for the first time. In my head, I looked forward to not having to play the “Are they into women?” game—having to analyze a person’s outfit, hair, body language, or seeing if they would make eye contact with me from across the room before approaching someone I’m interested in…
The seemingly straightforward title of “songs i wanna get fucked to” is more layered than one may expect. Trinna, the playlist’s creator, says in the description that the playlist has a “‘please be gentle when you’re ripping me apart’ kinda vibe.” At 13 hours and 34 minutes, the playlist’s bold length challenges the selectivity of its creator…
Of all the paths we go down in life, the most difficult is the high road. Someone wise once said, “Your oldest friends are the ones you’ve forgiven the most.” I’ve been mulling it over ever since, wondering how much power people truly have to forgive when human error holds us back.
Our relationship started when we were seventeen and eighteen, graduating high school. Now we are turning twenty-two and twenty-three, graduating college. One can only imagine the changes we’ve experienced in arguably some of our most formative years.