
‘Can You Really Be a Queer Muslim?’: Intersectionality and the Complexity of Identity

‘Sent With a Loving Kiss’: Letter Writing and Platonic Love Across Three Generations of Women
It’s nice to indulge in a tradition of celebrating love in all its other forms – whether it’s a fierce, sisterly bond; a proud maternal love; a love that, whilst strained, still has good bones under it; or affection that can only privately bloom once a year before necessary boundaries rise up again. Platonic love in its infinite variety is more complicated and real than any Hollywood ending…

Love After Care: My Experience of Abuse and Homelessness, and Why We Need to Talk About Trauma
Dozens of adults who were paid to care for me instead abused me too, and I understood this as confirmation I was unlovable. It further normalised abuse. I thought that’s simply how life was for everyone and therefore that’s just how life would always be…

‘Change the World Instead of Changing Who We’re With’: Learning to Embrace Life and Love as a Woman Loving a Woman
There were many challenges to loving a woman as a woman. I couldn’t hold her hand everywhere. I couldn't introduce her to my family: I could lose certain people, or I could be rejected from some of the many communities I was in. With a man, my life would be like everyone else’s. Everything I had a chance to observe growing up – everything I am familiar with and not scared of – would be there…