Words by: Zayan Ismail Art by: Tess Lockhart… Letter to my Abuser

Words by: Zayan Ismail Art by: Tess Lockhart… Letter to my Abuser
Words by: Pranjali Sehgal Photography by: Dil Kaur
Everyone’s different. Deconstructing the obvious cliché, infinite variables are tirelessly shaping a person into who they are: where they’re from, their culture, the upbringing they’ve had, the upbringing their parents have had, the friends they associate with, the list could go on and on. Yes, the world is becoming global but every culture has its own niche values and practices. We celebrate the diversity in people and build bridges to find common grounds. But more often than not, we overlook that despite sex being a familiar verb, the way we identify and participate in the act can be multifaceted from culture to culture.
… MultifacetedWords by: Celine S-F Art by: Rachelle Lee
Is ‘vanilla sex’ really a thing of the past or are uwu choke me, daddy memes and cute baby-pink collars shaming the not so kinky into being kinkier?
… Vanilla Who? Who CaresWords by: Malena Frey Art by: Anita Lin
Sexual shame relates to feeling wrong or guilty for the way one expresses themselves sexually. While this can be feeling shame for enjoying sex, it also encompasses shame for the frequency of wanting sex, intiating sex, the type of sex someone likes, the person someone is having sex with, for having sexual fantasies or desires, masturbation, or even for simply being horny.
… It’s Okay to be HornyWords by: Stephanie Booth Art by: Beth Philpotts
Thinking threesome? Ask yourself: ‘what gap am I trying to fill?’ The filling of gaps is something that needs to be considered and researched, but spontaneous and fun at the same time. Simples, right?
… Filling GapsWords by: Dinithi Perera Film by: Paisley Chiew
The first time I touched myself, I was 17. Featherlight fingertips over my underwear, barely grazing, unsure of where and how I should touch. I was burning all over, mind delirious with need. It was too much and not enough all at once. So, I slipped my fingers further in, heart thrumming in my chest.
… The Trials and Tribulations of Self PleasureWords by: Claudia Lim Zhi Art by: Zico Mitchell
“I just had sex and it felt”… like shit — hearing Lonely Island and Akon yowling about how their experiences were revolutionary but you just can’t relate.
… Sex With a DiagnosisWords by: Simone Kealy Art by: Lisa Vullings… What the Duck?
Words by Leila Bakhache Art by Ruby Waldren
How can one evaluate the progression of humanity? Not through technological advancements, that’s for certain. Neither can it be done through modern medicine, nor through the fact that mankind has walked the moon. The correct answer, you ask? I believe it is through the growing array of lube flavours available to you and I alike. Innovation at its finest.
… Lube For LunchWords by: Dena Tissera Art by: Nat
It’s Saturday night, you’re out with your friends living your best life when you see a guy smiling at you from across the bar. Blued eyed and blonde haired, your mystery man walks over to you. You quickly smooth
your dress, fix your hair and wait to be dazzled with a charming one liner or captivating compliment, but instead he asks, “What ethnicity are you?” Feeling a little perplexed you respond, “Chinese.”