The “how” of loving is being interested in the perspective of another.

Does the aspiration for learning become a counter movement against villanisation of academia and rise of anti-intellectualism, or is it a sign of us slipping further into the darkness? 

The air smelled like sea salt and pine and something reckless. While I had no previous affinity for guys named Steve, they trotted into my life, one by one, like a slow-kicking chorus line. I decided to treat each one as a mirror, a lesson, something I needed to learn about myself.

I know the dopamine hit of buying something pretty makes you truly believe that this will be the magical item that changes everything, but sweetie please put your phone down and drink a glass of water. Don’t fall into the trap.

Revolution has always been theater; now the theater is a feed, and the script is written in pixels and blood.

To read Dickinson is to fall, softly and irrevocably, into the mystery of want.

Trans people don’t want to be plot devices, cautionary tales, or punchlines.

These videos claim that they were ‘meant’ to find me. However, they are also ‘meant’ to find thousands of others.

If a contemporary summer read isn’t hitting your fancy quite right, don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. Here are my top classic summer reads for all you lovers out there.

Guided by the direction of Vasilisa Sugak and the eye of Robert Moore, Metamorphosis is both a fashion story and a meditation on identity, resilience, and rebirth.

E reviews what she’s been reading lately: a blend of razor-sharp nonfiction and slow-simmering novels, all by women.

Every time the internet launches a disproportionate hate campaign towards a young woman, I’m suspicious. I lived through the Amber Heard Trial, I lived through the Anne Hathaway hate train. Reader, I lived through GamerGate…

I am the least qualified person to review movies — but, if you’re a movie buff reading this, let me offer a defense for this film all the same.

This Friday, Emily Calandrelli, known as "The Space Gal," will be the 100th woman in space.

Good literature — like Station Eleven — reminds us how to resist despair: by building new worlds.

The world is burning, but we don’t really need to turn to nostalgia constantly in order to hide from it.