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Writing by Zadie McCracken // photograph by Pi Rawinad
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Read MoreInterview of Ella by Zadie McCracken // I learnt to embrace the certain stages in my cycle. For example, if I’m in “winter” and I just don’t want to see anyone, I’ll take some time to myself, make a tea and watch some Gilmore Girls.
Read MoreReview by Zadie McCracken // Photographs by Hannah Forsdike // Art by Freya Bennett // Walking away from Period Witches, I felt a sense of joy and renewal. The day had passed quickly, but without rush. I had a bag full of sweet treats, a head full of new knowledge, and a sweet feeling settled in my chest.
Interview of Interns by Freya Bennett // meet our 2019 interns.
Read MoreWriting by Zadie McCracken // Illustration by Freya Bennett // There are still days I wake up and feel so bad I want to rip out every hair on my body from its follicle. But that’s okay, because most of the time I feel just fine—and so, thankfully, does my hair.
Read MoreWriting by Zadie McCracken // Illustration by Freya Bennett // In the last few decades, incredible achievements have been made to improve and revolutionize the way society views the human body, its appearances, and its complexities.
Read MoreWriting by Zadie McCracken // Illustration by Camila Martinez De Guerenu // When I was fourteen I stared at the profiles of almost-friends, too-cool-for-me-really friends, and felt sick. Why wasn’t my Instagram as cute, as clean, as picturesque, as perfect as theirs? Why wasn’t I just like them? What’s wrong with me?
Interview of Ella Crowley by Zadie McCracken // Photograph by Sandra Lazzarini // I guess I just feel like it shouldn’t be a big deal. Everyone should know about it. I shouldn’t have to feel embarrassed when telling people about my period, I should just be able to say “yeah, I’m on my period”
Writing by Zadie McCracken // Illustration by Sofie Birkin // The way we would hurt each other, accidentally or on purpose.We would make groups and cut each other out of them, spread rumours, scowling, whispering, teasing. It was fun, and intoxicating, and destructive, and dangerous.
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