Once, when I was a little kid, I tried writing a haiku. I must have been seven or eight years old, and some well-intentioned English teacher must have suggested I try my hand at it. Perhaps she thought I’d be good at it, that being half-Japanese I would have a special aptitude for the form. Perhap…
‘When I think of menopause I don’t think of hot flashes; I am not here to talk about hot flashes.’ Mary Ruefle on menopause.
Urvashi Butalia on the life of transgender Mona Ahmed and her search for a feminine identity.
The Weak Spot
‘Murder class was the new thing, but of course they didn’t call it that. They called it Specialised Life Skills for Girls.’ – Sophie Mackintosh
woman is a construct
‘woman is basically meant / to be a residential complex’ – A poem by Angélica Freitas, translated from the Portuguese by Hilary Kaplan.
Rachel Cusk on motherhood, marriage and separation.
The Fucking Lake
New short fiction from Diane Williams. ‘The major events of my life are done with, except, of course, for my final downfall.’