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

beehive buried in sand = baklava = sandcastle soaked in honey

Sun showers. Dripping and heaps shiny. Everything so blinding because it’s wet as and reflecting the sun which is a big ball that’s on fire a really long way away from us.

We are an ideal distance from a large ball thats on fire.

In a spot where our front isn’t being burnt but is hot enough that it offsets the temperature of our back, which faces out into the cold dark.

If you looked at someone’s bare arm from the side while they were facing a large fire you could tell the difference between their front and back because there would be a type of shadow like the one on the moon when its half-full.

1. Moon Transition Line Image

I would like to stand on the half-full moon halfway-in and halfway-out of the shadow. Like standing on a cosmic state-line.

Actual state-lines are underwhelming. Mostly just something about fruit flies. Continue reading

On a warm summer night

 

Having regularly suffered insomnia since my early 20s, I have particular relationships with certain times of night, some good and some bad, although gratefully none as extreme as Sarah Kane’s, 4.48 Psychosis.

Oddly enough, 2am is one of my favourite times… as far as insomnia hours goes, that is. I feel tender and confused about 2am. 2am hurts, but just a little bit less than 3.33am. Continue reading