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

‘We Are Not Your Stereotypes’: Refusing Cultural Shame and Reclaiming My Narrative as a Balkan Woman
‘Balkan is the bridge where the wind blows’ is a phrase famously articulated by Marina Abramovic, a renowned ex-Yugoslavian performance artist now residing in NYC. This quote transcends mere words; it embodies a universal truth, particularly for women hailing from marginalised corners of Europe. As a woman from the Balkans, I grapple with conflicting emotions regarding my cultural identity…

‘God, You’re Not One of Those Feminists, Are You?’: The Filthiest Word in England
I’ve had many a derogatory phrase thrown my way – whore, slut, slag, bimbo. Sometimes guys can even get a little creative. Harlot. Wench. Strumpet. I’ve been called a conniving little bitch, two shags short of a prostitute. But when men really want to hit a girl where it hurts – or, at least, where they think it hurts – they start throwing the ‘f’ word around…