When the going was good: What is a ‘catch up friend’?! & why is the internet so intent on avoiding them?
by Zoe Hyde This year when visiting my family in Adelaide, I…
Books, Bucks, and Broken Hearts
By Preet Bulchandani There was a time, not too long ago, when…
Desire
As an immature kid, I wanted that gold medal. Winning that prize meant validating my hidden talents and bringing pride to my family, for once.
Roots Literary Salon Wrap-up
The QUT Literary Salon is back at it again with another successful night of literature and prose! This month's theme was Roots.
Private Pleasures
By Lilian Martin Trigger warning: this piece contains a whole lotta sexual…
Crouching Clover, Hidden Monkey
On the two separate occasions I’ve asked her about the time I was born—to get my astrological chart, as one does—she has given me different answers.
Cousin’s Day
We took our positions. We readied our Nerf guns. The older boys had picked out the bigger ones, the ones that held fifteen to fifty foam bullets, with more bulging their pockets. I took one of the smaller ones that held eight, but I liked how powerful my small Nerf gun was.
The Essay That Will Fix Me
When I once again find myself contending with a confusing mess of emotions, I find myself needing to write these thoughts down.
Parras – A Memoir
You know this because you never saw roots when you were growing up. Your whole world, your entire family, had reduced to your mother and father.
King of Contradictions
For the longest time I couldn’t tell if I was just being contrarian to be contrarian, or if I really wanted these different things.
