Poetry ∙ “it takes two trans people / to sext”
Read MoreNon-Fiction ∙ “The paddocks are endless and fertile and full of secret shrapnel.”
Read More2 Poems ∙ “I want you to draw me like one of your French swirly bread things”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “Afraid? / Yes, in the shattering of oil”
Read MoreThe ‘most read’ pieces from Ibis House 2k18.
Read MorePoetry ∙ “I rise at 4am every morning and start my day by having rich parents.”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “They all look spectacular together, maybe even—dare I say—Instagram worthy / There are surely other things / that matter.”
Read MoreEssay ∙ “Her impact on the lives of sex workers and trans people cannot be overstated.”
Read MoreInterview ∙ “In a way, confusion produces the work.”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “Ivana do something with my life / besides waiting for all its events / good and bad and neutrally charged / to happen to me”
Read MoreEssay ∙ “You could close down Moe’s or the Kwik-E-Mart and nobody would care, but the heart and soul of Springfield’s in our Maison Derrière.”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “Following Summer around the world will be such an inspirational way to live.”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “Motherland stories abound / valorising the act of return, of / tasting char siu streetside & / recalling the score-toned tongues / of forefathers when asking / for the wi-fi password”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “He collected the newspaper every day, even though he had not been trained to do so.”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “An anti-imperialist pop star and a billionaire with plans to colonise space walk into a bar”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “Like most stupid ideas it starts with wanting”
Read MorePoetry ∙ “lolololol only w/ loaded fries / probs eats cheezels out of / martini glasses, my smartarse answer; / we all were aching to be stylish, once.”
Read More2 Poems ∙ “(although it’s not too dissimilar) it’s that / you cannot see the morning in front of you / ’cause your eyes are still in webs / (surfeiting the dream)”
Read MorePoetry ∙ "Now that the men are dead we have stopped saying how much how much how much."
Read More2 Poems ∙ “someone strips dental consonants / from our first language. someone culls / our syntax to extinction.”
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