An umbrella is often used for protection—to keep things out.

Turned upside down, it becomes something else entirely: a vessel.

A place to collect, hold, and honor what might otherwise be discarded.

 

The upside-down red umbrella represents everything these stories stand for.

Red, for desire, passion, and embodied truth.
The umbrella, for holding complexity rather than filtering it out.

 

This is a space where sexuality and intellect coexist. Where identity is allowed to evolve.

Where wanting, changing, sensuality, and claiming space are not problems to solve, but realities to explore.

 

These stories do not ask characters—or readers—to shrink, justify, or simplify themselves. They are vessels for becoming, written for people who know they are multifaceted, unfinished, and worthy of being held exactly as they are.

 

Nothing here requires apology.
Nothing here demands explanation.
There is room for all of you.