Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

Beth's story of abuse and murderous desire is ultimately one of redemption and insight into the human condition.

Nail polish and straws put rape prevention squarely on the shoulders of women, a responsbility we've always borne.

This classic film takes the cautionary tale into the "supersonic age," foregoing a cerebral edge in favor of murder and a giantess fetish.

Being a polyamorist has yet to afford me that “communal pride.” It’s not an identity that I associate with good politics. Yet.

News that televangelist Angley forced congregants to have abortions shocked the nation. But his actions don't exist in a vacuum.

There's a dresser in my drawer, and all it contains is a flannel shirt and a picture of me and Henrietta, from Christmas 2013.

Speaking out for the rights of all women doesn’t make me a misandrist or an infighter.

Visibility and respect, held with tired arms in a dire double headlock—this is the struggle of women in sports.

We deserve to be safe. We deserve to live—even at the cost of your flawed, incomplete grasp of lesbian identity.

I put the lotion on my skin for a week after they left, hoping that it would bring me stop-gap solace until they forgave me and came back.