“I need to buy some bin bags to shit in or there’ll be an explosion in the night,” said my fiancé of one month, roughly…
“Wow, there’s no way I could do that!” “It’s been a whole year since you’ve seen each other?” “Do you really have a boyfriend if…
Ten years ago, I lived on an island off the coast of Honduras. It was summer when I was there. It was summer almost all…
“You’d be more attractive if you smoked and were less of a feminist,” he slurs, sloppily, arm slung like a dead weight over my shoulder…
We’ve been done long distance for a while now, sitting in front of screens on opposite ends of New Zealand. We could be together for…
Some look back on their wedding and get warm glowing fuzzies in their heart and tear up at the tune of their first dance song….
It is 2pm on my last day in Portugal and I am still in bed, revelling in the hilarity of the 24 hours prior. I…
It’s a Monday night and I’m standing in a bar bedecked with crushed crimson velvet, staring at a phallic mound of vibrating silicone. I’m in…
Photo by Karl Fredrickson. I’m an atheist. It’s never normally hard for me to admit that. But last time I settled myself in a city overseas,…
He was so handsome. Tall with dark chocolate skin and big brown eyes to match. He climbed in the minivan and took the last available…
Following a few blissful weeks of drinking more cheap spirit mixers than water and eating nothing but pastries from some of Europe’s finest bakeries and…
I remember those little details of our first meeting so clearly. The way he stood over our little group, a mix of misfit travellers and…
