spotscoob

Wrapped in scarfs and winter threads, the two of us sat on those airport seats. A return flight to Perth awaited you and a weekend escape to Sydney was ready for my carry on baggage. This unspoken silence chilled our spines, the unknown uncertainty of what existed beyond our four days of intertwined romance, chattered […]

armshenrieta

I awake to the scent of incense burning. I sprawl my body against the sheets as my eyes come into focus. My butt cheeks slide against the sheets like a child thickly applying glue stick to an art collage. My vision is slightly hazy. The remains of a joint slowly simmer on a bedside table […]

selfielover

Do you remember how elated you felt at age 14 when roses were getting delivered to classrooms and one got placed on your desk? You almost inhaled it with your nostrils and wore a smile through the high school yard for the rest of the day because the world knew that you had somebody who […]

howtolooseaguyin10grindermessages

It’s 4 p.m. on a Sunday afternoon. You went home alone in a taxi on a Saturday night for the 3rd consecutive weekend in a row and watched your coupled friends affectionately frolic off into the night sky through the cabs rear view mirror. You’ve just completed brunch with two of your girls and on your walk […]

coverflamingo

Runnin’ by David Dallas invigorates my ear lobes; a horizon of open road immersed in bush is in my view as my calves’ pound tarseal roads.  My RunKeeper activity interrupts the tracks motion, time 33 minutes, distance 6.8 kilometres, average pace 4.54 minutes per kilometre.  A smirk of achievement overcomes me, in this moment I’m […]

ihaveablackdogblog

They say a man’s best friend is his dog, growing up I had canine companions through my entire childhood and at age 13 I met my fathers black dog. It was a rather startling revelation to discover that someone who was always so together, so driven, so inspirational and so assured suffered from depression. This […]

thisiswhereisleepaffairblog1

Spring sun beckons our strides towards the hilltops of an empty park; our shared laughter is a warm breeze between our calf muscles as we share our weeks with one another. We find the perfect space to settle and bathe in the 25° heat, he rips his shirt off within ten minutes of bathing and […]

HOMEBLOG

That moment in Garden State when Zach Braff uttered that line “you know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore?” Is a piece of cinema dialogue that has always remained cemented in my memory, at the time when I viewed that film in […]

fearoffailure

When we’re five years old we’re afraid of spiders, when we’re 8 years old our biggest fear is dying and when we’re fifteen years old the one thing we’re most afraid of is being unpopular. But when we reach adulthood, when we bridge beyond our childhood naiveties and adolescent narcissism, the one fear that most […]

saturnreturnblog

It’s 1am and it’s been a wet night of torrential rain. You’ve just finished celebrating your mate’s first home purchase, said a ghetto goodbye to your number one Melburnian fag hag for the night and you’re striding home McDonald’s takeaway bag clad. You’re tipsy; actually you’re drunk and the streets of Richmond are barren and […]

soberblog2

I stare into the rations of a ginger beer on the rocks, the commotion of a bar evolves around me, friends share amplified conversations as they brim with liquor lathe lip service, trying to compete against the amplified sound of a live band in the apposing room and the echoed conversations of this overcrowded venue. […]

onedoctorslongblack

Roasted beans ignite my excitement; the possibilities of this hump day Wednesday arouse my nasal passages. I order takeaway coffees for McDreamy and I; internal narration takes over. What will happen upstairs? Will I open the door and he’s standing there in nothing but tightly fitted briefs, his chest hair scented like the cinnamon of […]

fatherofmineblog

Remember when you were four years old and your Dad would pull into the driveway pumping The Cure, In Between Days. You’d leave the show you were watching, book you were reading or game you were playing and sprint as fast as your calves could carry you to greet him. So that you could ride […]

GOGIRLSBLOGFINAL

Go Girl Definition: A group of girls that you can depend on to make a pact at the beginning of every year, preferably over shots of tequila on a beach. That will help you for the next 12 months to make this resolution a reality and whom you will give guidance, vino sessions and optimism […]

sandcastle

When I was a baby my uncle didn’t turn up his headphones to block out my cries. Instead he sung me we’re all in the dance by Feist until I settled, in French and English too.  When I was two I cut my knee, Ned and all the other kids laughed at my tears, so my uncle bit his […]

strideofpride

Your personalised alarm ringtone, The Arcade Fire’s Wake Up, shocks you out of your slumber. Upon reaching over to deactivate your phone you see it’s 10.30 a.m and you’ve got exactly three hours before having to arrive at that family event hosted by your insanely domesticated little sister.  Your senses begin to awaken; these are not […]

pinkpromfriend

Love, lust, loss of love, heartbreak, expired love, love long distance, unrequited love, destructive love. No matter the label attuned to the love we are experiencing, in that moment when we look into their eyes. When we catch a glimpse of what it was, that made us fall. All we want is for them to […]

ikeablog

Remember that elated feeling you got when you first strutted through the line of a crowded club and straight inside because you were on the door list? Whether you were 18 or 23 and whether you’re a modest soul or a drama prone diva. You still got that nonchalant sense of elation, cued Kanye West’s Flashing […]

goodbye3

The most romantic sight I still to this day have ever witnessed was a kiss between my dear Croatian Nana and my resiliently Irish Grandad, his body was now finally at rest, mind drinking Guinness in the heavens above. Nana’s lips quivered as I watched her give him a last farewell kiss from the doorway, […]

yellowbrickroad

At age 7.5 I knew exactly what I wanted to be, career wise. Well not quite, but I was laying the foundations for the fantasy that would become my illusive dream vocation. The blueprint for my dream career began to be inked when I would play with the members of Little Men Village and write […]

9316

Maxine a 23 year old female stumbles onto stage releasing a rather robust cough. Walking towards a mirror she tosses hair back from her face. Facing the mirror with a confrontational glare her legs shake erratically, knees knocking. She presents a daily self-affirmation to the mirror. Maxine: “Little tornado, little tornado. Hit the fucker where […]

blogcovercover

We meet people everyday through our daily transactions, travels and interactions. Some we remember, some are forgotten minutes after they leave our space and sometimes we can be a blueprint in a strangers memory of this day; even if to us asking for that specific cider and the coy chuckle that followed at the counter, […]

themostfunyoucanhaveblog

Life is nothing if not change is a phrase from one of my favourite texts Holding the Man, it’s a notion that since reading that work I have instilled into my outlook towards life. Living with this notion in the back of mind has allowed me to accept the good, the bad and the ugly […]

happinessisjourney

Lets face it we live in a world where we are more likely to smirk, smile and internally chuckle to ourselves over a Facebook post or Instagram photo upload than smile back at that stranger smiling at us as they scan our groceries or brush past our seat on transport. Ultimately our social activity feed […]

beneath

You said it first, said it with such besotted conviction. Sure it seemed a tad like a Misha Barton line from The O.C. Yet under that rain drenched winter sky you declared you loved me. And I know… I know I didn’t reply even a forced me too.  But it had only been 3 weeks. […]