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Security at the United Nations is often presented as neutral and technical-defined through doctrines of deterrence, institutional mandates, and strategic balance. Yet for Indigenous Pacific peoples, particularly Indigenous Fijian women, security is profoundly lived: through the legacies of nuclear testing, environmental contamination, militarisation, climate displacement, and exclusion from the very decision-making tables that shape our futures.

I wrote this poem out of curiosity. I tried on some pants too big for my weight I pulled the leather belt tightly to my waist I gasped as I watched my stomach morphed into an empty sink  Like a big man , my leather belt packed me up But when daylight came my pants fell to the floor And there we were— naked, deflated, and headless

By Beautlyn Eliab Growing up, I always spend my school holidays in the village with my grandparents. Evenings in our village always ended the same way with Tino'o (my grandmother) Irave sitting by the fire, her voice rising above the crackle of burning wood. The air would smell of smoke and damp soil, and children would crowd around her knees, our faces half-lit by the flames. She would tell us stories about the old days, how words were born, how names remember, how every sou