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…
By Josh James Dear readers of Glass, Last year I realised something. Last year, I realised and came to terms with something that completely and utterly changed the way I think. It changed the way I think about myself, the way I think about…
By Max Fox “I’m gay but I’m not feminine” “I’m gay but I like beer” “I’m gay but I don’t let that define me” That’s the one statement I just can’t reconcile. Queer people have different stories, journeys, values,…
By Em Readman The flight from Brisbane to Perth takes about five hours. The seats are uncomfortable, the movies are pretty good, and the vegetarian meals are hit or miss. I take this flight pretty often to visit my family, so it’s…
By Tyler Smith Dust motes sail softly through the strained sunlight illuminating my bedroom. A fan whirs, pushing the unkept curls across my forehead in regular intervals. The unmistakeable smell of burnt toast comes from downstairs, and my aunt swears.…
By Julian Trueman It takes a special kind of strange, she thinks, to be this useless. Ava wraps her fingers around the coffee mug and considers her options. There, two rows in front and three chairs to the left, is…
By Jes Schefe *Trigger Warning: Contains self harm* A constant poison that had always filled me with venom, my mind had regularly betrayed me. I was as much of a patient there as anyone else, but in the beginning, I had moxie.…
By Amanda Thomas Mum’s eyes flicked. Road to dash clock. “We’re going to be late.” “I told you it takes thirty minutes to get there.” I gazed past the glass. Trees swept beside us on the highway. Branches curled inward in the wind. “No, you didn’t.” “I told you yesterday. When we were…
