Descent
A journey through the seven gates, stripping away power layer by layer. On surrender, death, and what waits on the other side.
INANNA
FANZIN
A digital zine on love and war, devoted to the Sumerian goddess who held both in the same two hands.
The Lineup
Four issues, one goddess
Warrior
Inanna as the sovereign of conflict - the fury that clears ground for new growth. On righteous anger, strategy, and the art of destruction as creation.
Sacred Marriage
The hieros gamos - divine union as a political and spiritual act. On love that consecrates power, and power that deepens love.
Venus Rising
The dual nature of the light-bearer: appearance and disappearance, promise and withdrawal. On cycles, visibility, and the things that only shine in the dark.
Manifesto
Inanna was the goddess who kept a paradox alive inside a single name. Queen of heaven and lady of battle. The evening star and the morning star. She descended into the underworld stripped of everything she had, and returned with more than she took.
This fanzine is named for her because the things she held together - love without softness, war without shame, power that can kneel and still rise - feel urgent to us now. We are making space for the full range: the tender and the terrible, the erotic and the militant, the creative and the destructive forces that move through honest lives.
“The descent is the same as the ascent, seen from the other end.”
We publish four issues a year, each one tracing a single thread through Inanna’s mythology: descent, war, union, return. Every issue is a collection of essays, poetry, visual art, interviews, and artifacts that speak to that thread - ancient and contemporary side by side.
No brand partnerships. No sponsored content. No algorithms. Just a small, deliberate thing made by hand for people who still believe in the underground press.
Her Two Faces
Love & War
Love
Not the softened, commercial thing. The love that makes you reckless. The love that opens the underworld gate and says: I will go anyway. Inanna loved without guard, and she loved without apology - her desire was a form of authority.
The sacred marriage, the erotic temple hymn, the grief for Dumuzi that shook the earth. This is love as a cosmological force: the gravity that holds stars in their orbits and pulls lovers through dark doors.
War
Not the war of empires, but the war that lives in the body: the fight to become yourself against everything that wants you small. Inanna was called “she who makes the battle rage” - not because she loved violence, but because she understood that some things only yield to force.
The lion is her animal. The eight-pointed star is her seal. She does not ask permission. She who stands in the doorway between love and war asks only one question: what are you willing to fight for?
Get Involved
Submissions, letters, and carrier pigeon enquiries are welcome. Inanna Fanzin is an independent, reader-supported publication.
hello@inannafanzin.com