Ah music festivals – the hobo Mecca (once you jump the fence). The following are essentials for anyone campsite bound who doesn’t want to spend…
Christmas is an awful time of year. Don’t get me wrong, I love candy canes and I also love that the term ‘Silly Season’ seems…
I’m 24 and I don’t have a boyfriend. In the small country town where I’m from – Bendigo – this makes me a minority. Every…
I nearly missed my flight to Vancouver. I woke up on a university campus in San Francisco with a bad hangover, as was usual at…
So I sat down to write this yesterday and was so peeved about fake news and Russian propaganda that I ended up writing this entire…
Last weekend, those grand dames of nuanced political thought, Teen Vogue, published an article apropos of Donald Trump’s “gaslighting” of America. Within, author Lauren Duca…
They surrounded me. Ten legs standing, five fingers – pointing, three penises waving, four tits swaying – all wrinkled and dry, turned to leather from…
Stumbling out of Gare du Nord, I resist the urge to repeatedly punch myself in the head. A poorly booked, non-refundable ticket has left me…
“I’m not just your grandma, I’m your friend, so you can tell me – have you tried acid?” I was a bottle of wine deep…
As 2016 rounds out, it seems like everybody is just dying to denounce the year and look towards 2017 with hope, like the arbitrary changing…
In a bar outside Rome, foamy, black water crashed down the corridors of my mind. As thoughts rose like bubbles emerging from the submerged floors,…
On the road, moments pass us by in transient specs of colour, confusion and sometimes clarity. Canggu is alive; a throbbing vein in an island…
