Written by Megan Evans Illustration by Amelia Field The model and actor Emily Ratajkowski has accused photographer Jonathan Leder of sexually assaulting her during a photoshoot at his home in 2012, a claim he strongly denies. Leder published a book of the photos in 2016. Ratajkowski claims this was without her consent, but Leder disputes this. – This article should analyze RatajkowskiÔÇÖs fight to financially … Continue reading Dissent for Consent
By: Devika Sunand Every culture has its own myths and beliefs. While many are not true, it adds to the beauty of oneÔÇÖs culture. Well, talking about myths, I come across a lot of them back home. I come from Kerala popular as ÔÇ£God’s own countryÔÇØ, a state in India, where myths and legends are still widely celebrated. One such popular myth is the ÔÇÿlegend … Continue reading The Evergreen Myth of Mahabali
By Molly Govus At the age of 8, I had comfortably spent all of my life by my mother’s side. With an absent father, it is easy to say that my mum was, and still is, my dearest and closest friend. We spent every day together, close and entwined between the walls of our ground floor flat. It was just my mum and I, our … Continue reading Adapting: A Personal Story
Shadows and Silhouettes. The sky is limitless, the breeze is cool, and the stars watch over us like the glittering eyes of fate. She is sitting next to me in the passenger seat. Her hair smells of bonfires and dances like smoke in the night air. She looks like summer, talks like spring, and sparkles like a live-wire in the camera-like flashes of the … Continue reading Shadows and Silhouettes (Short story)
Spellbound by: Emily Murray I cannot breathe. I cannot act. I cannot scream. Yet, I cannot die. I must remain here. Alone. Completely alone. I was abandoned on this cursed land where the forest animals do not approach. If a deer ventured near it would be enveloped in smoke, and with a choke be left limp and cold. Even the birds care not … Continue reading Spellbound
Emancipation by: Emily Murray As I strummed my hand along the bars of the white cage, the vibrations woke Rufus, who came to greet me by ruffling his feathers against my fingers, which protruded between the bars. His curved beak nuzzled into my palm and with a cock of the head and a sharp tap on the wires he signalled that he was ready … Continue reading Emancipation (short story)
