Seven Years- Jamie McDougall
Science says in seven years My skin won’t wear you But in seven years When your touch has flaked off And you’re in my carpet Or under the fingernails of someone new will my heart still wear you? And will you…
Science says in seven years My skin won’t wear you But in seven years When your touch has flaked off And you’re in my carpet Or under the fingernails of someone new will my heart still wear you? And will you…
I was once told sometimes sex is compliance. So conditional, respect that I’m expected to sublet my body to maintain the bonds of love? Truth told; love doesn’t require compliance.
By KLS Now I understand that my body is music. Stretch marks are my staff lines and every mark, every mole, every freckle is a note etched upon my skin. I won’t apologise if you’re deaf to this song or…
By Eva Hopewell Remember that time? You asked But I wasn’t okay You called on our sisters Lifted me up And out
By Anonymous Content Warning: Rape, Sexual Assault They say don’t go to court and press charges because it’s only going to hurt you more. They say don’t go to court because no one saw anything. They say don’t go to…
By Rebecca Foley On the first of May, they dig her up. Each bone is exposed to the cold air with tender, methodical sweeps of the brush. The gentle curve of her spine, the vulnerable notch of her clavicle. She…
By Anonymous I know a lot about kitchens The debris blocking the burner The fridge light that won’t come on I know about the fourteen knives And the one that has been missing for a while I know about the…
By Max Fox RAPID STI Testing Available Weekly Free RAPID STI testing will be available for QUT students weekly in semester two, confirms QUT Guild Vice-President (Gender and Sexuality) after meetings with the university medical centre resulted in a 50/50…
By Shakira Mohammed You will find a way, when you are torn. Slaps you weren’t meant to borne. You will find a way, when you are shattered. You weren’t meant to be cursed or battered. You will find a…
By Tristan Niemi Two roads diverged in a gendered wood And I, sad I could not travel down both Nor forge a new path between them Said ‘fuck it’ and sat down Many a soul would pass me by Each of…