A digital magazine on sexuality, based in the Global South: We are working towards cultivating safe, inclusive, and self-affirming spaces in which all individuals can express themselves without fear, judgement or shame


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Are they people or just a number?

You see, numbers are tricky, data is tricky. More importantly, data is dehumanising. Add sexuality and intimacy to this and the waters get even murkier. Maybe it’s good to leave a few things unaffected by too much data. Maybe we do not want to talk about data and sexuality. Maybe we instead want to talk about why data around gender and sexuality must not be recorded, and instead, maybe focus on why we should honour every kind of sexual preference which is within the purview of the safe and consensual.
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एक (अ)यौनिक अस्तित्व

मैं अपनी यौनिकता को अपनी पहचान का अलग हिस्सा नहीं मानती। मैं अलग व्यक्ति नहीं हूँ क्योंकि मैं एसेक्शुअल हूँ। यह सिर्फ़ आकार देता है कि मैं कौन हूँ, वैसे ही जैसे मेरी राजनीतिक राय या धार्मिक विश्वास मेरे दुनिया के प्रति नज़रिए को आकार देते हैं।
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Through the Non-Heteronormative Looking Glass

No one ever really talks about how queer people in STEM fields navigate hostile spaces. ‘STEM’ stands for ‘Science, Technology, Engineering, Math’. We Indians, of course, are well aware of what these fields entail because our parents, neighbours and teachers often push us towards them. Pursuing a career in the humanities/arts means deviating from the norm, so it makes sense that sexualities and gender identities which are considered ‘deviant’ often flourish in these fields.
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An (A)sexual Awakening

I had my sexual awakening in college. Or rather, the realisation that I would never have a ‘sexual awakening’ hit me in college. See, that’s when I realised I was asexual. No, not that biology lesson about asexual reproduction in plants. Just go ahead, take a moment to Google it. I’ll wait. Now, of course,…
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Writing Erotic Poetry

My discovery of erotic poems was, as they put it, ‘by chance’. A friend of mine had suggested a book to me quite some time ago, and being the forgetful person that I am, I had put it aside for the longest time. I realised that I was quite an ignoramus when it came to…