Life and My Box: Curiouser and Curiouser

For a long time I imagined I’d end up a job which required a white lab coat. Partly because I hate deciding what to wear to work in the morning, but mostly because I wanted to be one of those people who discovers things. Which is probably why last year I got so jazzed about Masters of Sex, the show set during a time when everyone is all GOO about sexy stuff and not really interested in female health because it’s the 50s and because most doctors are men and because penis trumps vagina. It focuses on the pioneers in the science of human sexuality, and the lengths they had to go to for women to understand and take control of their bodies and actually be seen as people for the first time in their lives. Also, Allison Janney is in it. Continue reading

That time I cut my hair and blamed my grandma

I used to have all this hair, back when I didn’t like looking at the future, back when everything was super new and fresh like cold wind on bleeding acne. I liked to wash my hair and condition it so it would be soft and sleek, and I’d spent the day patting it and digging my fingers in and just kinda humming happily to myself. I didn’t brush my hair, so it looked like maybe I had curls. A hairdresser once told me I had fine hair, which for many years made me believe I’d go bald in my mid-twenties like my dad or my uncles or my cousins. But then we went to a wedding and all the men in the family booed me during a family photo because amongst all the sleek bald heads there was me, a weird puff of blonde hair that’s forgotten how to be blonde, a big mass of something non-descript like ‘light brown’ or ‘tan’. If I were the best friend of the protagonist in a YA dystopian novel, my hair would be described as ‘mousy’, but it would be ok because I’d be really smart and supportive. But irl I am not very smart or supportive, which is why I’m glad the world is not a YA dystopia. But my hair is mousy. Continue reading

is it weird that i’m suddenly invested in your love life?

Lily Mei (@LilyMeizing) is a law and writing student at UTS. She also edits the UTS mag Vertigo.

Mike Day (@mikedayawake) is a writing/lit student at UQ. You can find his stories on Scum and Stilts.

Mike and Lily met over the internet in February. They wrote this piece together (l:Lily, m:Mike) and compiled their thoughts over a few early morning Skype calls.

lily and mike met on twitter. lily lives in sydney. she met her current boyfriend on tinder. mike lives in brisbane and thinks tinder is dumb. he met his first girlfriend on myspace in 2006. he is currently single. lily never had a myspace. she often tells people she met her boyfriend at wholefoods. she doesn’t realise wholefoods hasn’t made it to australia yet.

[some messages have been omitted for reasons. trust us maybe.] Continue reading

Hush

Two am passion
is
a stranger
in the night
that I learn
to embrace

submerged in the
foreign darkness
of morning
before light

we are Hester’s lovers
tangled in
individual anguish

drawn closer
to morning

we are Hester’s lovers
entwined in
shallow breath

smoke
that still signals
long after
fire.

Collage by Hannah Gartside

Things I’ve Thought Or Have Happened At About 2am Mostly In Brisbane between 2006-2007

I’m in Kelvin Grove. At QUT. In the library. The library is pretty empty. I wish there were more people in the library. It’s pretty hard for me to focus on economics right now because I feel too horny. I keep drifting off and then realising I’m touching myself under the table. I wonder if I should touch myself in a toilet cubicle. I think someone’s coming into the library. I’m gonna go to the toilet cubicle.

I don’t know if I should be studying business.

I wish I looked older.

I wish I had girlfriend.

No matter what: my dog is happy to see me. Continue reading