Through stories of her own experiences at the heart of complex conflicts, Jane Ferguson shares fascinating details of how she and other female colleagues have changed the way that news is captured, shared — and understood.
Mar 1, 2024 Young men are more likely than women to drop out of college, commit suicide, and support far-right parties. But while misogynistic influencers like Andrew Tate are correctly … Continue reading →
A sales associate for a high-end fashion brand in New York City is sent into a tailspin of uncertainty after she overhears an unsettling encounter in one of the dressing rooms at work.
there’s your average man, hirsute and raging with testosterone,
Godzilla incarnato, King Kong with big feet, Frankenstein
hovering over some delectable damsel with skin like fresh pastry
For centuries, Pashtun women have traded stories, feelings and life wisdom in the form of two-line oral poems called landai or landays. Eliza Griswold, a journalist and poet, traveled to … Continue reading →
As if a woman
Should rise from nothing
And think not at all
Marge has run again, hiding out
at one neon motel after another
with her three small children.
These dead girls offer insights about living. Embracing death’s inevitability brings some freedom, as well as access to truths about time and the natural world.
He was about to bear down hard on my thighs to force me open. With a loaded exhale of breath, I growled in his face like a mad animal and gouged his eyes with my prized fingernails, lacquered blood red. I dug them in along the hollows of his eyes, my hands like two steel vices, and held on.
Every way ends, every road,
every foot-path leads at last
to the hill-crest
Using found materials and mesmerizing structures that unearth deep-rooted emotions, Wangechi Mutu’s visual creations celebrate our collective history and explore how art communicates into the future. From ancient rock carvings in the Sahel to her own chimeric abstractions, she shares…
Only one hazmat-suited
protester outside the two-block buffer zone
shouldered a sign stapled to a plywood cross
that proclaimed a woman’s regret inevitable.
I should be happy with my lot:
A wife and mother – is it not
Enough for me to be content?
What other blessing could be sent?
To see the ravages of aging on one’s face used to be inevitable.
Now it means one’s taken a stance.