Writing by Haylee Penfold // photograph by Stefania Papagni // However, abusers can be intimate partners, ex-partners, family members, friends, someone you work with or complete strangers and the intention isn’t always revenge.Read More
Interview of Jimena by Andy Reyes // I have always thought that the sound of a piano is like small bubbles that are generated with each blow of the hammer on the strings. I would not know how to explain it very well but it is a very sweet and round sound that envelops anyone.
Writing and interview by Andy Reyes // Here in the land of migrants, white people tend to make you less or discriminate against you because of your skin color and how you dress, even among Latinos.Read More
Writing by Derya Yildirim // photograph by Liat Meir // Are we to succumb to chivalry and seek it out for personal satisfaction, or restrain ourselves for the greater good? Savour the blue pill, or gulp down the red pill? Pick your poison wisely.Read More
Writing by Claire Wastell edited by Sandy Hsu // Photograph by 林偉偉 // Despite our ever evolving and accepting society, people with disabilities are still not completely tolerated in our day and age.Read More
Writing by Haylee Penfold // Illustration by Ayelen Lujan // I guess I’ve matured a lot in these last two years, whether it be from trauma and loss or just my brain kicking into adult drive. Here are the few pearls of wisdom I want to share before my twentieth birthday rolls around:Read More
Writing and illustration by Jess Kitching // Nothing feels better than supporting the people around you. Being happy for other people who may have more than you do is not a negative reflection on yourself or your life. Your personal success is not measured against the successes of anyone else around you.Read More
Writing by Andy Reyes // photograph by Marat Safin // CW: Mention of rape and murder
Sometimes my friend comes to visit me in my dreams. I would like people to know that some wonderful people were here, if only for a while.
Writing by Andrea Reyes // photograph by Catarina Inacio // I was growing up and I watched as my parents’ marriage was dying. I grew up as a repressed girl and with the absence of my father, it was worse, I did not miss him so much but I felt that emptiness, as I entered the adult stage of my life.Read More