QUEER LIFE

Daddypuss Rex, author of the essay, poses for the camera with naked upper body and arms crossed behind the head.

Hot Or Not?

It’s 3.34 am. I’m stripped down to my boxers writing this. My apartment is sweltering. Berlin is currently in the sweaty throes of a “heatwave.”

Beginning, Middle (Age), End: script notes and revisions

A large Melbourne downtown strip club. 3am. Thursday. The year is 2005. 90’s r’n’b plays. Lights change rhythmically. A woman is at work.

Sharing and Saving in Times of Crisis

This is a choose-your-own-adventure and how-to guide on sharing and saving money. It is intended to help you figure out whether you can afford to share money, and to encourage you to save money.

A vertical oval black shape on a white background. Inside the solid black oval, a red orange shape similar to a rock formation or brushstroke disappears into a stylized zig zag pattern that looks like reflections of light on water. At the top of the shape, the black outline of a person wearing a cowboy hat is visible. The black oval has feathered edges.

A Cowboy Walks Into a Bar

A cowboy walks into a bar. The bar is closed indefinitely. A cowboy stays home where they’re losing the feeling of having a body that is a body in…

The video still shows a close-up of an eye that is staring directly into the camera. The pupil reflects light source.

they have lost paradise

wtf is that?

That sounds like a letter, a manifesto, a trail of lost academicism, a flirting, a tutorial, a performative writing, a conjuration.

An image of several illustrated color images on a pink photographic sunset background. On top of the photo, from left to right, are: A sword with a blue handle pointing upward, a sword with a blue handle pointing downward, a grey stone block square tower with small windows and a red band below the ramparts, and a sun in gold with a blue shadow with a white outline of a crying person in it and a red highlight. There is a small golden multi-point star in each corner of the image.

It’s About More Than Shoes: Confessions of a wannabe dapper straight woman OR Why we need gender neutral fashion for EVERYONE

There I sat, staring into my luggage—the fancy dress, the perfume, the strappy heels– and wondering why nothing in my relationship was adding up. I was just back from my…