Lover

Joyce Carol Oates

You won’t know me, won’t see my face. Unless you see my face. And then it will be too late.

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‘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.

‘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 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.