“I’m here to seduce you,” the dancing woman declares. I’m not sure how to respond, so I giggle nervously. My friends and I have been admiring her for several minutes. We’re in a disco-inspired section of an art exhibition in Tokyo. The artist I’ve been diligently listening to on the audio guide calls the room’s…
Veganism, a growing awareness of biodiversity loss and an increase in consciousness around animal cruelty has meant that our image of hunting these days tends to be negative.
Considering the unnecessary cruelty involved in trophy hunting, shark finning and poaching, often, this reaction seems justified. Humans have a proven track record of adopting harmful hunting…
“I don’t get it. You’re paying money just to stare at a screen?” “Why don’t you just watch a video at home!” “Their voices sound so weird.” These are usually the first reactions I get when I tell people about vocaloid concerts. Vocaloid is the eccentric music subgenre nestled within the broader umbrella of Japanese…
One Month Before Departure
I know I can’t be the first queer person in my family. But as far as I’m aware, I’m the first one who’s out and open.
As of writing, my dad doesn’t know I’m trans. He probably has his suspicions though: leaving breadcrumbs is one of my more satisfying hobbies. Normally…
The word cancer is a frightening one, and you, my 12-year-old sister, had it. Your shitty vision was the result of a cancerous brain tumour forming on the pituitary gland, right by your eyes.
Traditionally, being a cat lady means living in a house that always smells of Fancy Feast tinned food and not owning a single piece of clothing devoid of faux fur. Deeper than that, it’s an insult reserved for unpartnered older women – whatever older means these days – to dismiss them for not fitting the…
“The one you are waiting for: will not come.” I read the fortune over and over. I am not superstitious. I am not waiting for anyone. And still, I’m crying on the shinkansen, clutching a ceramic fox in one hand and a scrap of paper in the other. Kitsune – a fox. Omikuji – a fortune.
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Tasting blood and covered in the sweat of those surrounding me, I delicately extracted myself from being stuck between the legs of my favourite singer. The crowd was pulling him in as the hands of security tried to pull him out. All I was endeavouring to do was ensure that I placed my hands in…
We wake in a pile of butter-yellow blankets beside a dying fire: me and three dark heads of hair. The world outside is a snowglobe – a beautiful rarity in 逗子 / Zushi / the half-mile beach where the sun was born. In the morning light, there’s a smudge of blue on the inside glass…
It’s the most miserable day on earth, six degrees and pouring rain, and I am standing umbrella-less in an hours-long queue to get into Tokyo Disney. I had this ticket booked before I had a plane ticket home. This was the top of my itinerary, the one thing I needed to do before anything else.…
I prepare for Tokyo by quitting vapes. One week until departure, and I’ve not bought a single item on my list. I’m a zombie, moving through life in a cloud of smoke. My share house from the last six months is ejecting me. I have nowhere to live. It’s a repeat of last January, when…
The night I lost umbrella number one, I tried stingray for the first time – ordered for me by my enthusiastic dining companions: a group of women who all work full time, are married and have children. Also on the menu was horumon cuts of meat eaten to restore stamina and honour mottainai – avoiding…