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2026 Queer Edition

BDS Campaign: All You Need to Know

UQ Parking Update

Colonisation: A Brief History

Lit Corner: Trapped & Dying

It’s Just a Ship

Live Art and the Fight for Authenticity

Soft Cunts and Salty Sirens: Finding a Space to Nurture Your Identity

Just around the corner from Ipswich train station is an intimate bar that serves as a gallery, workshop, and live music venue, as well as a reminder that intersectional, inclusive spaces can be found everywhere. I’d come to see a punk music show but discovered a beautiful expression of the joy of community. The walls […]

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POEM: Cosmonaut

We are thrust into the Earth’s atmosphere.  As trail blazers,  In hopes of finding success and glory,  Of finding Achilles or Heracles.  Up there,  We find Icarus.  Skin melting,  Wax dripping from bones protruding from his spine.  Icarus smiles with skin welts that tear,  And oozes,  Dribbling golden blood down his cheeks.  There is skin […]

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POEM: Hard of Hearing

I deafened the moon out of orbit when I perched by your door, so I could only figure the shadow of Stitch on your coconut fibre mat. It was 1 am, the world had shifted to tomorrow, and I had no bars- so I pecked.  Your musk met me before you did- Summer holds both […]

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Eight Months of the Crisafulli Government  

Eight months on from their electoral victory in October, the Queensland Liberal government have wasted no time in viciously pursuing their right-wing agenda. They’ve attacked trans rights, Indigenous rights, and public sector workers while continuing to expand police funding and powers. But there has also been resistance from workers and students that will need to […]

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Queer Fest Recap

Queer Fest was a massive festival with a ring of 55+ stalls, food trucks, a stage, and plenty of areas to kick back and chill. It was an explosion of queer creativity and community, with all types of creatives represented behind stalls and on stage. Artist stalls were loosely grouped by discipline and this grouping […]

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POEM: Eulogy of Old Carden

When I think of you, I think of the poem ‘Simplify Me When I’m Dead’ by Keith Douglas, specifically the lines, “Thus when in a year collapse particular memories, you may deduce, from the long pain I bore the opinions I held, who was my foe and what I left, even my appearance but incidents […]

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Coming Out: A Memoir

My heart races, thumping a staccato rhythm through my chest. My palms slicken and sweat seeps through the fibres of my t-shirt. Mum and dad sit across the dining table from me. Our dirty plates sit in front of us almost cleared of the meat and three-veg that was mum’s specialty. I had barely tasted […]

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