After years struggling with painful vulvodynia, my relationship hit a breaking point. When I finally found help, I had to wonder who I'd be if I had never learned to fear sex.
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Standing in the wreckage of these spaces unlocks a sensation people often crave, but can’t name.
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Searching for where I belong, I find myself cobbling together a sort of mongrel Judaism—half-remembered and syncretic and porous and contradictory and all mine.
For decades, the two maintained a warm correspondence that traces a remarkable friendship between two of the twentieth century's most formidable women.
For years, police now suspect, a serial killer has been targeting queer men in Toronto. For far longer, the city's queer communities have been insisting authorities take their safety seriously.
Three little girls, an Internet boogeyman, and a stabbing in the woods on a sunny afternoon. Inside the trials of Morgan Geyser and Anissa Weier.
Did these women hate themselves, or did they write about a world that hated them?
The end of AOL Instant Messenger might be a blip, but it's still a loss for a certain micro-generation—for people who, like me, got their period and their first screen name the same year.
Extraordinary as it may seem, Stalin’s 21st-century comeback is so ordinary it’s almost on time—and it reveals the complicated legacy of Russia’s relationship with history, authority, and the USSR.
As a nerdy kid who wanted to be a film critic, I saw myself in Wilson's unexpected comedy. But my favourite writer was destined to become a movie star.
They wanted a baby, she wanted to carry it for them—for a fee. It’s a common transaction but illegal in Canada, and the system here leaves both parties vulnerable.
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