Lunar Mare: Your Worries Hidden in the Lunar Mare
You may have immersed your worries in the bottom of the lunar mare. The darkness, hidden from everyone, disappears about 380,000...
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Lucifer Morningstar
- Jun 4
The Shape of A Woman
Lilith (20cm x 20cm, Oil on Linen) The Shape of A Woman (from the poem collection “Dear Patriarchy, A Flower For Your Grave”) What is the...
Yuna Suzuki
- May 13
person to person
We live in the same world at the same time. Race, sex, feminism, gender, etc. We are surrounded by various “differences” that shape
Kokoha
- Mar 18
When Fate Betrays Us
Deep breath. I opened my eyes, and there it was the sunset. It was purple and pink and orange and yellow, and the clouds perfectly swirled
Luna
- Mar 5
Sex that hurts no one
CW: Mentions of sexual assault.
I thought that because we loved each other, we could naturally become one. How did this happen?
Luna
- Feb 15
Brakes to Move Forward
“Mental” “Spirit” “Mind” Perhaps the reason we find these topics difficult to understand and sensitive is because we don't know what...
Kokoha
- Feb 6
Touches on a Night Out
This night was messy. In mini skirts and knee-high boots, the seven of us girls marched the streets of Nagoya. With our hands tucked in our
Karin Shimoo
- Jan 29
The Limits and Possibilities of Words
In this era, where messages fly by at the speed of a second, I feel like I don't have much time to think carefully about each word choice.
Luna
- Jan 16
How to Ride the Waves of Your Emotions
As I rise from bed, the ocean expands before me. I wonder, "How am I going to swim today?" If it was like every other time before...
Rico Matsunaga
- Jul 14, 2022
I Want My Body Back
(TW: mentions of sexual assault.) I want my body back. Can I ever take it back? I want my body back when my boyfriend hits me in the face...
Emmianne Shioda-Jagosz
- Jan 15, 2022
i want to be seen
i am no longer ashamed of having this body. for it is my home, and i am at peace. let us teach boys that girls are more than their bodies.
Kurumi Onishi
- Oct 23, 2021
To my dearest friend
To my dearest friend, I’m so sorry. That is all I can say and sometimes, I feel like I should have stopped with those words when we last...
Diya Kumar
- Aug 18, 2021
In The Pink Of The Tabebuia
At the foot of the Tabebuia outside the temple where you’d sit. And wait for me to conclude my evening prayers,
I found your earring...
Diya Kumar
- Aug 3, 2021
Blossoming in the Time of Quarantine
When this summer’s heat settled itself, I burned with the rest of the world. Like butterflies pinned to a cutting board, I felt trapped in..
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